For Jeremy, who got a booboo on this tummy
I have decided to update my journal in the Joycian style of well, I have just forgotten what it is called. It is also used in 'The Catcher in the Rye.' Bonus points for whoever can tell me what it is... oh wait... streaming consciousness, you all lose and I get my own bonus points, which can be turned in for stale Heresy... fucking hell what are those black little candies called that you could win at Chucky Cheese? I done forgot. Maybe I should put writing this off for a bit, but I predictably will make the wrong choice and keep on writing. Anyway, I was going with some parody about tickets you won at Chucky Cheese and all the stupid stuff you could by that at the time was fucking right on first class... who didn't own a plastic spider ring. I hope this streaming consciousness style is becoming evident, I am kinda just writing whatever I am thinking, which is truly scary. If I was writing normal I would have taken the time to think of those little candies that get stuck in your teeth and cement them down so you can't open your mouth. Then I would have written up this nice little parody that would have been worthy of a memory and a chuckle, but oh no, I have to do this insanity. Oh hell, I should really just go to bed. But notice how I am saying this, but in fact am not going to bed. Perhaps you can tell by the massive amount of words that follow. Back to the Point.
I really enjoyed my visit Stateside. It was nice to kick back with friends and just chill and not have to really worry about anything. This total laziness is giving me an ulcer right now or maybe it was the curry, I don't know. I did lots of stuff while back home like... laugh, see some movies, drink, get presents, give presents, and well, I seem to have forgotten every little detail, but all that matters is I had a grrrrrrrrrrrrreat time.
Then I came back home with the prospect of an essay and two exams. But I handled them. As long as the professor can read my handwriting than I shouldn't fail by too much, just a little. I also had an amazing trip to Scotland. It involved the following:
Driving through some beautiful landscape when it is pitch black out. Staying the night at some stranger’s house that we randomly met while they were drunk. They offered us a place to stay and it was first class. They were Norwegians... they rocked... they stole one of my friend's liver and served it to us for breakfast, but hey, he drank alot so it had a nice rum flavour to it. We left Norway and ended up back in Scotland, Loch Ness, where I saw the monster starring down at me from a billboard, it was really scary. Then we drove back. As a side note, I did drive. It was a manual and I didn't break the car. I also drove on the wrong side of the road, which was the right side of the road... I am just happy the car heading towards us noticed...
Then there is this thing with WSU, I can't really read the screen because of the chunks of brain and skull that are on my screen... it is my entire fault... I suck-didly-uck. How are the Simpsons this year? Anyway, Back to the Point: Part II
I started school Monday... or at least I think I have... I am taking 5 classes all English, that will change of course... a WSU related incident. I've already a book, American Psycho, reminds me of... I am going to stop there, but you can insert your own joke, it isn't that hard... try to go for the obscure too... best joke gets 15 points that can be redeemed for an aeroplane that goes around in 10 inch circle, that is fun for about 36.76 seconds...
I find myself here, in some building that sounds like a coffee brand and I ask myself one question that will haunt me for days...
'Why does this room always smell like bacon?' I don't see anyone with a skillet.
I really enjoyed my visit Stateside. It was nice to kick back with friends and just chill and not have to really worry about anything. This total laziness is giving me an ulcer right now or maybe it was the curry, I don't know. I did lots of stuff while back home like... laugh, see some movies, drink, get presents, give presents, and well, I seem to have forgotten every little detail, but all that matters is I had a grrrrrrrrrrrrreat time.
Then I came back home with the prospect of an essay and two exams. But I handled them. As long as the professor can read my handwriting than I shouldn't fail by too much, just a little. I also had an amazing trip to Scotland. It involved the following:
Driving through some beautiful landscape when it is pitch black out. Staying the night at some stranger’s house that we randomly met while they were drunk. They offered us a place to stay and it was first class. They were Norwegians... they rocked... they stole one of my friend's liver and served it to us for breakfast, but hey, he drank alot so it had a nice rum flavour to it. We left Norway and ended up back in Scotland, Loch Ness, where I saw the monster starring down at me from a billboard, it was really scary. Then we drove back. As a side note, I did drive. It was a manual and I didn't break the car. I also drove on the wrong side of the road, which was the right side of the road... I am just happy the car heading towards us noticed...
Then there is this thing with WSU, I can't really read the screen because of the chunks of brain and skull that are on my screen... it is my entire fault... I suck-didly-uck. How are the Simpsons this year? Anyway, Back to the Point: Part II
I started school Monday... or at least I think I have... I am taking 5 classes all English, that will change of course... a WSU related incident. I've already a book, American Psycho, reminds me of... I am going to stop there, but you can insert your own joke, it isn't that hard... try to go for the obscure too... best joke gets 15 points that can be redeemed for an aeroplane that goes around in 10 inch circle, that is fun for about 36.76 seconds...
I find myself here, in some building that sounds like a coffee brand and I ask myself one question that will haunt me for days...
'Why does this room always smell like bacon?' I don't see anyone with a skillet.