Sep 29, 2003 10:22
hey,
Food not bombs yesterday was ridiculously fun. Seriously, it's so cool that i'm making friends there now, and people are happy to see me when i get there, and i can just talk to everybody there. It's really good times. Even though i had to carry some fucking shelf up three flights of stairs to put in the blackroom they have there. And it looks like i killed someone from the beet stains on my hands, hahaha. Good times though, and so it put me in a good mood for when i came back here, went running, and did some homework and talked to alli for a while.
It makes for such a better relationship with her when i'm happy with my situation, so that there aren't any unconcious jealousys or anything. Obviously i'm gonna feel the same about her no matter what, but when i'm not happy, it's hard for me not to act like a dick.
Did some more decorating in my room. Trash is overflowing now, onto my roomates dresser, and on the floor. SUPERB.
I'm not putting in headphones to listen to Further Seems Forever. If Mr. Brady cannot deal with it, that is just unfortunate, isnt' it. biatch.
111 on my religion test, B on my Government test(i should have gotten an F). Doing pretty good so far.
-dave