...it makes me very schizometric!
i have got to be one of the nosiest people ever.
if i was a cat i would have been killed a long time ago...
nothing to write, but i feel like writing nonetheless. sushi was fantastic, free bowling was super fun. the science of sleep was...cute, and odd. good, maybe enough to watch it again. i suck at making up my mind. scratch that, i would watch it again just for the part when he gets caught breaking into his neighbour's apartment. that was fantastic.
so close to ending the tediousness of 'atlas shrugged'. unable to finish it at this exact moment though, mostly because i'm typing this with my eyes closed; they are too tired to remain open. unfortunately, my body is not going along with this, and seems quite content to type away and not let me sleep. it's not that i don't agree with ayn rand on certain points, it's really that she didn't need to state the same points repeatedly over thousands of pages. for this, it takes home the coveted second place ribbon for book of most tedious repetition. first prize winner is 'the river' by edward hooper. no one read that book. if you want to know what it's all about, i could probably sum it up in less than a hundred pages rather than a couple thousand.
le sigh.
conversationing is difficult. my room is a disaster. i watched casanova.
why did i watch casanova? because i am the nosiest person ever.
if i was a cat i would have been killed a long time ago...
nothing to write, but i feel like writing nonetheless. sushi was fantastic, free bowling was super fun. the science of sleep was...cute, and odd. good, maybe enough to watch it again. i suck at making up my mind. scratch that, i would watch it again just for the part when he gets caught breaking into his neighbour's apartment. that was fantastic.
so close to ending the tediousness of 'atlas shrugged'. unable to finish it at this exact moment though, mostly because i'm typing this with my eyes closed; they are too tired to remain open. unfortunately, my body is not going along with this, and seems quite content to type away and not let me sleep. it's not that i don't agree with ayn rand on certain points, it's really that she didn't need to state the same points repeatedly over thousands of pages. for this, it takes home the coveted second place ribbon for book of most tedious repetition. first prize winner is 'the river' by edward hooper. no one read that book. if you want to know what it's all about, i could probably sum it up in less than a hundred pages rather than a couple thousand.
le sigh.
conversationing is difficult. my room is a disaster. i watched casanova.
why did i watch casanova? because i am the nosiest person ever.