I see things that arent there. I hear my named called, and no one is talking. Either someone is playing a joke on me or Meijer is driving me past an avenue of sanity.

Tomorrow Doug and I go to see Bauhaus! Be envious, I would be.

Oh what a world. I drag my mind through the mud. It is all I can do anymore. I worked all weekend. Friday was a day of cannotremember. Saturday I woke up early and sat around watching Last Days. Then I went to work. It rained and I laughed. Why? Because I was inside. Boy howdy. After that I went on a marrygoround of nothingness. A ho hum type ( Read more... )

Today is a new day. Go ahead and tell yourself that. It could help, sometimes it does. Today I woke up at seven but would not stop staring at the alarm clock until eight. I took a shower, ate some cereal and watched Good Morning America, just waiting for class. I took the bus to the Allendale campus and arrived to class early. I sat there with a ( Read more... )

Rubbish dear Mr. Mustard, rubbish! I had the night off so I thought hey why not go to the movies, after all, the lanthorn gave me a ticket to see the Weatherman. So on I went to Studio 28, walked up to the counter and asked where to go. She looked at the pass and said, Star Theatre on Alpine, to which I said "fuckdamn." So I sped there with two ( Read more... )

Oh you depraved exams, it seems you want one more out of me. and stats? Poppycock! I say bulderdash to you. And to this weekend goes Michigan State. You win this one. I suppose the decadent life is all I could hope foe. Ah life. Be the one I adore, please.

The Paul McCartney show was a trip. Halfway down memory lane I entered into a state of bliss. It was great. Tonight goes to the moon and to the rest comes the soul. Most of next week is just work, school sleep. Friday I either do the date auction or go to michigan state. Choices are a burden that all men and women must wear in order to be ( Read more... )

Now I have my own apartment. I can rock and roll moderately. Hello new world, goodbye pants.

fake person #1- "hey Brian"
fake person #2- "Hey generic friend"
fake person #1- "What's going on?"
fake person #2- "Not that much, just wanted to tell you happy birthday."
fake person #1- "Thank you genereic friend, well done."

Well yes school is done. Though it would be more true to say that it was done on Tuesday around four in the afternoon. But I wont bore you with those mundane details any further. Laziness is a dream I am living in right now, but wait, that cannot bring happiness can it? Well, no Brian it cannot. Don't even think anout it. But here I am, sitting in ( Read more... )

Here is the time to salivate. My time in days past has been spent all around the metaphorical watchtower. Friday nothing really happened. Perhaps I basked in my own misery searching for an answer to a question that was never asked. Saturday, well I could lie and say it was 100% studying, but lying to myself is like raping my own crotch. I did check ( Read more... )