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:: Sunday, May 11, 2003 ::
Don't Forget About Your Mom...
Honestly, if it weren't totally retarded, I'd have all my friends call her and wish her a happy Mother's Day from me, but it wouldn't be well-received. The best gift I can give her is a complete english paper on Frankenstein, that much I know. I'm wondering what to do for Jenn's mom. I think that would be a little silly. Really, the best gift I can give her is love towards her daughter. Kelley. ::giggles::
So, here I am at 8:22 am on a Sunday morning, not really working, not really sleeping, just sort of being a moron despite having more work than I could possibly finish at this rate. I'm coming off a 38-hour day (yeah, I know) wherein I worked for about 20 of those hours. Why? I don't know, I don't have the foggiest idea. I guess I'm just not letting myself sleep until my lab report on tunneling diodes is done. Probably a bad idea in retrospect; I just waste time, remember? I even locked myself in my room after talking to Anne for a while and just wound up playing Turtles in Time on my goddamn emulator. Technodrome! I have Down Syndrome! Let's kick Shell! ::sighs:: I'm a blooming retard, I am. I miss the summer of 1999, back at my intellectual peak. Sure, I was a lovesick little fuck who had just learned what wanking was all about, but damn was I on the ball.
The mess in Ben's kitchen is getting to be legendary. Teresa redefines the phrase "I just live here." As long as we're on the subject, peanut butter M&M's are so good, even the fucked-up looking ones taste awesome.
Really, good bands put out lots of great albums of such variance that only a lot of listening can distinguish goodness levels, if that makes any sense. But, when all the listening's done, it's great to be able to say conclusively that OK Computer is better than The Bends, and to love them both like a best friend.
Music of the Moment: Boards of Canada - 1969 (Jesus, remember that song? I listened to it about 4 times a day the first week I heard it. SO good.)
:: Aziz 8:36 AM
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