Another day, another dollar.
I'm so sick of Applebee's I could (insert something vulgar) <--Kyle. I'm leaving that one up to you.
I'm pumped to start school. Just to be busy with something other than serving people slabs of beef. Gross.
Every night of the week:
(Greasy Skeezy Grosso):
"Yeah, miss. I'll get the shrimp and parm sirleeyoin?"
(Inner Monolouge):
"Ew. You would, you sick gross sicko. That's seriously trailer park manifested in steak combo form."
(Actual Dialouge):
"Absolutely! How would you like that cooked, sir?"
Ew.
Things on my mind:
Learning to play the guitar sitting in my room so that one day I may trick Jeff Tweedy, in his old age, to playing a show with me (then taking full advantage of him.)
Avoiding Ryan Stelzer at all costs (see yesterday's post) so that I may avoid looking crazy and the eventual 'scene' that may occur.
Watching Grey's Anatomy religiously, to see the ridiculous drama that is night time television, making me feel better about my life and the mess that it is.
Getting books/finding my way around UMass so that I don't get lost and die only to be found days later, frozen and torn apart by wild dogs.
To be continued...
Copoulos out.
I'm pumped to start school. Just to be busy with something other than serving people slabs of beef. Gross.
Every night of the week:
(Greasy Skeezy Grosso):
"Yeah, miss. I'll get the shrimp and parm sirleeyoin?"
(Inner Monolouge):
"Ew. You would, you sick gross sicko. That's seriously trailer park manifested in steak combo form."
(Actual Dialouge):
"Absolutely! How would you like that cooked, sir?"
Ew.
Things on my mind:
Learning to play the guitar sitting in my room so that one day I may trick Jeff Tweedy, in his old age, to playing a show with me (then taking full advantage of him.)
Avoiding Ryan Stelzer at all costs (see yesterday's post) so that I may avoid looking crazy and the eventual 'scene' that may occur.
Watching Grey's Anatomy religiously, to see the ridiculous drama that is night time television, making me feel better about my life and the mess that it is.
Getting books/finding my way around UMass so that I don't get lost and die only to be found days later, frozen and torn apart by wild dogs.
To be continued...
Copoulos out.