"...with pumpkins. Warm, soft, damp, with seeds inside, so round..."
Has it really been so long since I last posted? Oh, my goodness! I suppose that I can now conclude that a number of things that I found comfort/distraction in over the summer have been revealed to be inferior to the company of friends and all that Boston has to offer. They include: baseball, the internet, iPods, oxygen, nanotechnology, LiveGrhournalls, and peanut butter.
Also, I've had better things to do with my Desire to Write: humorous pieces for websites, scholastic essays, butthole-conundrums. For instance: take the annotated bibliography of my which is due on monday...
NO REALLY PLEASE TAKE IT I DON'T WANT IT I MEAN RATHER THAN USE IT AS AN EXAMPLE GET IT AWAY!
That's a classic joke from my Vaudeville days. But seriously, folks, I'm rambling. Rambling because:
a) I'm at work.
b) it's almost time to go.
c) I have a paper I could be working on.
d) I'm being held hostage.
e) b and d only.
So, fer serious, I have purpose in this whatsoever. I refuse to recap recent events, because why the fuck should I?
Also...I'm just going to click "post."
Also, I've had better things to do with my Desire to Write: humorous pieces for websites, scholastic essays, butthole-conundrums. For instance: take the annotated bibliography of my which is due on monday...
NO REALLY PLEASE TAKE IT I DON'T WANT IT I MEAN RATHER THAN USE IT AS AN EXAMPLE GET IT AWAY!
That's a classic joke from my Vaudeville days. But seriously, folks, I'm rambling. Rambling because:
a) I'm at work.
b) it's almost time to go.
c) I have a paper I could be working on.
d) I'm being held hostage.
e) b and d only.
So, fer serious, I have purpose in this whatsoever. I refuse to recap recent events, because why the fuck should I?
Also...I'm just going to click "post."