i am a hustler.
my sleep habits are just getting worse and worse. this is no good.
i pretty much spent all day just bumming around and being a generally useless human being. i did laundry, and made another sad attempt at my teach for america application. its stupid, because all i have left to do is write a one page letter of intent, and i just cant bring myself to get it done. so i finally wrote like 1/3 of it, and then i guess i deserved the rest of the day off, because i did absolutely nothing from that point forward.
kb and pchan (aka mildred and bertha) made the trek out to syosset to visit poor, lonely me tonite, which was awesome. im not sure if they even had fun, but whatever, i was really excited to see them. its sort of weird, though, when youre used to seeing someone everyday, and then you dont see or talk to them for almost a month, and then you see them again and i dont know, i was almost unsure of what to talk about. is that crazy? probably. i enjoyed myself, though. they generally make me feel comfortable, and arent too weirded out when i act like an uber dork, so thats a good thing. we wanted to go bowling (or rather, i wanted to go bowling and was just going to drag them along) but it apparently is league night on wednesdays, so they wouldnt give us a lane. poo. we ended up, after a stint at (where else?) dunkin donuts at elliotts house playing poker with him as well as jatin and emraan. i almost won! or rather, i came in third place, which to me counts as winning, even though i didnt make my two dollars back. at some point i just gave up, though, so who knows, maybe i would have had an amazing come from behind victory. doubtful, but possible. too bad i have an incredibly short attention span. i also got lost on the way to elliotts house, which made me feel like a total asshole, but whatever. youd think after living in syosset for 17 years id know my way around, but apparently not. i think when i buy a car one day im going to get a navigation system and just rely on that all the time.
i really really REALLY need to go into the city soon. i havent been since the summer, and im feeling withdrawal symptoms. maybe my subconscious is stopping me because it knows how much money ill spend on tacky jewelry if i allow myself to go shopping.
i pretty much spent all day just bumming around and being a generally useless human being. i did laundry, and made another sad attempt at my teach for america application. its stupid, because all i have left to do is write a one page letter of intent, and i just cant bring myself to get it done. so i finally wrote like 1/3 of it, and then i guess i deserved the rest of the day off, because i did absolutely nothing from that point forward.
kb and pchan (aka mildred and bertha) made the trek out to syosset to visit poor, lonely me tonite, which was awesome. im not sure if they even had fun, but whatever, i was really excited to see them. its sort of weird, though, when youre used to seeing someone everyday, and then you dont see or talk to them for almost a month, and then you see them again and i dont know, i was almost unsure of what to talk about. is that crazy? probably. i enjoyed myself, though. they generally make me feel comfortable, and arent too weirded out when i act like an uber dork, so thats a good thing. we wanted to go bowling (or rather, i wanted to go bowling and was just going to drag them along) but it apparently is league night on wednesdays, so they wouldnt give us a lane. poo. we ended up, after a stint at (where else?) dunkin donuts at elliotts house playing poker with him as well as jatin and emraan. i almost won! or rather, i came in third place, which to me counts as winning, even though i didnt make my two dollars back. at some point i just gave up, though, so who knows, maybe i would have had an amazing come from behind victory. doubtful, but possible. too bad i have an incredibly short attention span. i also got lost on the way to elliotts house, which made me feel like a total asshole, but whatever. youd think after living in syosset for 17 years id know my way around, but apparently not. i think when i buy a car one day im going to get a navigation system and just rely on that all the time.
i really really REALLY need to go into the city soon. i havent been since the summer, and im feeling withdrawal symptoms. maybe my subconscious is stopping me because it knows how much money ill spend on tacky jewelry if i allow myself to go shopping.