Well Okay Then
My car went to church without me today. Honestly, I'm not sure how, because my keys are still here, sitting on the table, but Gl is suspiciously absent from the driveway. I hope he enjoys the sermon.
I should be studying for exams, but all of the notes are in his booteroo. Oh well. Monday is also next-final-story-due-day...>.<; -I really should write that story, ehh?- And then on to...poetry.
yay. poetry.
In an effort to "be nice", I went to the library and read several volumes of poems to try and find the...what shall we call it, drawing power of this lyrical whimsy. You know, most of this stuff would be considered stalking, in legal terms. This dude! He sits on the girl's patio, hidden by shrubbery, and hurls little pebbles at her window all night. And when he's not throwing stuff, he's just watching her.
Hmm...I might have gotten that one from the candy wrapper on some fruity chocolate bar M got, actually.
But I did find one book I liked. Beat poetry. Some of it's just bizarre, but those boys and girls have class, yo.
I don't know why I ranted about that here. But I did.
I should be studying for exams, but all of the notes are in his booteroo. Oh well. Monday is also next-final-story-due-day...>.<; -I really should write that story, ehh?- And then on to...poetry.
yay. poetry.
In an effort to "be nice", I went to the library and read several volumes of poems to try and find the...what shall we call it, drawing power of this lyrical whimsy. You know, most of this stuff would be considered stalking, in legal terms. This dude! He sits on the girl's patio, hidden by shrubbery, and hurls little pebbles at her window all night. And when he's not throwing stuff, he's just watching her.
Hmm...I might have gotten that one from the candy wrapper on some fruity chocolate bar M got, actually.
But I did find one book I liked. Beat poetry. Some of it's just bizarre, but those boys and girls have class, yo.
I don't know why I ranted about that here. But I did.