[mood|
tired]
[music| "Take Care" - Copeland ]
My Day started at Starbucks essentially, got my fix, and finally, my headache went away, so we got on the road, but I had to go back to pick up the form, so we ended up finally getting on the road at like 2 something, and after getting lost sort of, ended up at Sf state at like 4, I dropped off my friggin Withdrawl form, so I don't get F's all on my transcripts, which basically means for me that I've got to take Algebra 2 at chabot this summer, otherwise I'm kicked out of SFSU, so I guess this summer I might take 3 or 4 classes, and try and get my shit back together.
Meh.
I think that Breakfast on Pluto is now the best damn DVD I own.
Patrick "Kitten" Braden: And the other thing about the Phantom Lady was, Bert, she realized, in the city that never sleeps...
Bertie: What did she realize, Kitten?
Patrick "Kitten" Braden: That all the songs she'd listened to, all the love songs, that they were only songs.
Bertie: What's wrong with that?
Patrick "Kitten" Braden: Nothing, if you don't believe in them. But she did, you see. She believed in enchanted evenings, and she believed that a small cloud passed overhead and cried down on a flower bed, and she even believed there was breakfast to be had...
Bertie: Where?
Patrick "Kitten" Braden: On Pluto. The mysterious, icy wastes of Pluto.