fighting the ongoing debate of style versus substance
in a couple of days, the love actually character that would most apply to me has moved from the guy who holds up the signs for keira knightley to the guy who bought a necklace for his secretary instead of his wife. except i'm not an actor who is gay in real life. funny how both the people i compared myself to are men. that's a little weird. i'd say i feel more aldonza than dulcinea, but that makes me sound a hell of a lot more well-read than i am. who's to know that i never read don quixote, i just saw it three times at east lyme high? anyway, suffice to say that i'm feeling more than a little wrong for something i technically had the right to do.
i think i've hit the freshman slump. i didn't know freshmen had a slump; maybe i invented it. i'm estimating i got a 2 on my last recording arts midterm. yes, 2 out of 100. my macro midterm may have been a solid 17. yeah, albert einstein here i come.
the roots are awesome live. best encore i've ever seen. i'm a sucker for covers. i could probably die happy if i lived in a karaoke bar, as long as nobody too tone-deaf started singing.
i think i've hit the freshman slump. i didn't know freshmen had a slump; maybe i invented it. i'm estimating i got a 2 on my last recording arts midterm. yes, 2 out of 100. my macro midterm may have been a solid 17. yeah, albert einstein here i come.
the roots are awesome live. best encore i've ever seen. i'm a sucker for covers. i could probably die happy if i lived in a karaoke bar, as long as nobody too tone-deaf started singing.