Oct 25, 2006 22:10
i just called keith michael to see if he could help me with my math homework.
he didn't answer.
i can't take how stingy my bosses are much longer. apparently the personality test i just took agrees with me, as one of my lowest scores was for wealth, which as we all know is a crucial character trait. for some perspective into this test, one of my highest scores was for physical fitness. this is probably because i said "true" for all the "i'm thin" statements, and i couldn't specify that by "thin" i actually meant "frail and wimpy." anyway, i heard a rumor that my school's library needs a new sexy librarian. maybe i'll be the closest thing that they can find.
whenever i sit down and feel compelled to write, like REALLY WRITE, like LIVEJOURNAL DOESN'T COUNT, it doesn't work. i describe a setting. i put in some dialogue. and after i do that, i realize that that shit just isn't good. what's wrong with me? i swear, there was a time when creativity flowed in my veins like blood used to do and like i wish alcohol did most the time. is it true that those who can't do, teach?