And if it's just that you're weak, can we talk about it?
Been eating a lot of fattening foods. Will become McKnightesque. Y'all are going to have to pretend you don't know me. Start preparing now.
Busy busy busy busy except not because I haven't been doing my work, not because I'm lazy (that's a lie, I'm lazy) but because I forget to do it because I'd make a really great absent-minded professor. Note to self: get a personal assistant the second you get rich. Although you need organizational skills to succeed to become rich. Vicious cycle. Damn.
Just had large productivity surge wherein cleaned up my room, my life, my dishes, and my stash of sugar. Also need to really read this book before the discussion tomorrow so I don't sound like a complete tool. Then again, there's this one kid in the class named Daniel who doesn't say a word at all every week and I think maybe he's mute but then again probably not cause he introduced himself during the first class. So maybe not. But I can't possibly be as tool-y as him, right? Tool-y v. tool-tastic: which one wins?
Wish time would stop just a little so I could get my bearings and cease with the dizzy dizzy dizzy of the work. Always wishing that, so what's the point? Better luck wishing for a pony to appear in my room. Small, well-behaved, named Harold.
Have run out of stamps. Can't afford to keep up my habit.
Peace out, g-funk.
Busy busy busy busy except not because I haven't been doing my work, not because I'm lazy (that's a lie, I'm lazy) but because I forget to do it because I'd make a really great absent-minded professor. Note to self: get a personal assistant the second you get rich. Although you need organizational skills to succeed to become rich. Vicious cycle. Damn.
Just had large productivity surge wherein cleaned up my room, my life, my dishes, and my stash of sugar. Also need to really read this book before the discussion tomorrow so I don't sound like a complete tool. Then again, there's this one kid in the class named Daniel who doesn't say a word at all every week and I think maybe he's mute but then again probably not cause he introduced himself during the first class. So maybe not. But I can't possibly be as tool-y as him, right? Tool-y v. tool-tastic: which one wins?
Wish time would stop just a little so I could get my bearings and cease with the dizzy dizzy dizzy of the work. Always wishing that, so what's the point? Better luck wishing for a pony to appear in my room. Small, well-behaved, named Harold.
Have run out of stamps. Can't afford to keep up my habit.
Peace out, g-funk.