Oct 09, 2004 00:31
So this moving business totally fucking sucks. Add in eleven hour workdays and my bones are splintering into little jess fragments that are crawling away shrieking like tortured bunnies "Save me!!!"
anyways. "delirious" isn't the right word, but it's the first word that comes to mind.
I start school Nov. 2nd, I'm soo psyched. It's such a great feeling to actually know you are progressing towards somehting you want to do in life, not just working on abstract concepts that will allegedly help you on that proverbial "someday". I'm done with bullshit.
Been feeling a bit nostalgic lately. Watched a legendary recording of my ex boyfriend's 21st birthday...a toga party which spawned the most talked about, memorable catch phrase/dialogue/obnoxious song of our lifetimes.
"Hey Chris, what time is it?"
"Oh it's that time again...."
Josh: "I want a car....and a house in the hills...I want to be pat....no I don't want to be pat....I want sandwich time to be fucking OVER!!!"
Chris: I'm Elvis
Pat: We're the kings
Inexplicably, someone starts singing "Karma Chameleon" in the background.
Matt: "it's flip "O" fuck.....is sandwich time about over yet????"
(josh puts on ELvis shades) "It's the love child of Elvis and Kurt Cobain!!!"
"Everybody Wang Chung tonight"
*Fade to Black*
I laughed so hard I almost cried. I love and miss everyone on that tape that I no longer talk to. That videotape didn't even look real, everyone was having such an absurd amount of fun. Me and Krystal chasing Steve with a whip down the hall with Toga Ho Thugs drawn on our arms....oh man.
This room looks like the apocalypse. Save me from the joy that is my life.