On the tip of my tongue, an offensive is poised and rearing.
Everything is kind of shitty, but it's been that way for a while. There's a general malaise over my life, meh. I am filled with jealousy and anticipation.
My wrist is in a splint now to keep me from moving it. I somehow fucked it up while I was sleeping and now there are all these sharp stabby pains when I bend it. My music teacher says I may have carpal tunnel. But he's a teacher, not a doctor.
We've been analyzing poetry in English class. It is the most difficult skill I've had to attempt to master in English yet.
I got the new Incubus CD a few days ago. No instant classics...it'll probably grow on me, though. It hurts me to say it, but I think I'm kind of over them. This is the last CD of theirs I will purchase sight unseen and sound unheard.
And that's all.
My wrist is in a splint now to keep me from moving it. I somehow fucked it up while I was sleeping and now there are all these sharp stabby pains when I bend it. My music teacher says I may have carpal tunnel. But he's a teacher, not a doctor.
We've been analyzing poetry in English class. It is the most difficult skill I've had to attempt to master in English yet.
I got the new Incubus CD a few days ago. No instant classics...it'll probably grow on me, though. It hurts me to say it, but I think I'm kind of over them. This is the last CD of theirs I will purchase sight unseen and sound unheard.
And that's all.