Because this is how my brain works.
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts - I love Rock N' Roll
- For reasons that escape me at the moment, this song is experiencing a revival here in France. It's a good song. I'm 14 again and worried about being picked on. I've got a serious crush on my friend's sister but he's older than me and she's older than he is and I can't even get up the courage to talk to her and whenever I do she only wants to ask me if I've tried such-and-such drug. She was goth before goth was cool. I wonder where she is now... She's probably a Naval officer or governor of some state or a 2nd grade teacher.
- Green tea. Yes. And the MSU abandoned a bag of 'Goms'. They are these... I guess you'd call them candy... made from acacia gum. they have the exact texture of rubber. Not eraser rubber, more like a solid block of latex. A boot heel. I defy anyone to bite through one on the first try. I figured out that the reason why they're abandoned is because there's only one flavor left - Reglisse (licorice?). The rest have been eaten. So, I'm sitting here gnawing on licorice goms and drinking green tea.
- I like beginning and ending paragraphs with the same word.
- Dinner with acquaintances of the MSU tonight. People from her chair reupholstering club. I'd rather not. Isn't it funny how, when you're a kid, you're always saying, "When I'm grown I'll do this or I'll stay out 'till that or I'll eat this or I'll not have to to such-and-such." Then, when you're grown, you say, "Damn. When I was a kid, I could do this and that and I had nothing but time on my hands and I could sleep until whaterver hour..." What is, is.
- I've never heard a French person say "Deja vu". That is, unless, he or she has really already seen something. I also don't know any French people who seem to know what I'm describing when I try to describe "deja vu". They just look at me like I have a prosthetic penis growing out of my forehead.
- Mountain biking with Dr. Friend tomorrow. Youpie! I'm going to get my metaphorical hinie wooped. I'm out of shape and at least 3kg heavier than I was at last year's spring equinox. Out damned food!...
- I thought this week would never end. I know that it is at least somewhat my lack of patience. I know my new toy is waiting for me. I don't like being like this. Usually if I anticipate something, anything, this much, I end up being disappointed in the end. Aside from that, I'm really not looking forward to spending next week in a hotel. Tiny soap yea!
- Soy milk has no taste.
- In the highly likely event that I fail Spanish, I don't think I'm going to give up. Speaking Spanish just feels right. I'm going to give learning Spanish an honest try. I suppose it might be because I grew up hearing it all my life. I contrast that with my failed attempts at learning Dutch and German... Once I gave up, my sentiments were pretty much that If they want to communicate with me, they can learn French or Spanish or English. Dutch girls sure are hot. Until they open their mouths and Dutch starts coming out.
- Besides, how will I ever be elected President of Costa Rica if I don't learn the language?
- In two weeks I take my final final. That's it. Then I get busy on fixie 2.0. Those parts have been scattered all over the basement floor for months. It was supposed to be a "winter project". Oh yea, that reminds me: I need to be on the lookout for brooks saddles on sale...
- I also have this recurring, fleeting, fantasy: I'm thinking that fixie 3.0, if I don't kill myself on fixie 2.0 will be either a folding bike or one that knocks down. I just can't get over the idea of being able to take my bike with me in a suitcase.
- Hah! I had forgotten that Joan Jett covered Louis Louis on this album. She actually kind of sucks; one hit wonder really but It's probably her fault that I'm into girl bands to this day. Camille; I want to have her babies.
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