November 28, 2006
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“She says she’s got it all (I don’t wanna be the one to tell her that she don’t).” –Hot Hot Heat-
The people who live in my apartment complex certainly have interesting senses of humor. I’ve never met any of them, aside from the four with whom I reside, but based on the names of wireless connections at nearby townhomes – “stupidfucks,” “Adam.Is.Naked” and, my favorite, “swollen thermostat teet’” – I can only assume that they are all fascinatingly quirky.
Also: today is an H-Day. H for Hot Hot Heat (“Make Up The Breakdown” is my theme CD of the week), for headphones (mine are earmuff-style large), for half-priced (which the second season of “Lost” I rented from Family Video was), and for heartache, which doesn’t need discussed in parentheses.
The semester is nearly over, & I only have one exam, in the class I continually skip. Rachel & I finished our final project in Online Collaborative today, & my last Feature Writing story has been done for weeks but is due this Thursday. I have one more project to work on & two articles I’ve hardly started, but I’ve sort of given up on motivation.
creation / destruction
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heartache? we shall talk tonight?
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