Sunday, October 03, 2004
why am i posting?
what I should be doing: studying for my midterm and writing two papers
what I am doing: fretting about my midterm and two papers and occasionally going in on big bags of salt and vinegar chips with my apartment mates
what food is in my apartment's kitchen: a loaf of potato bread
where we got it from: Sharples
where we got our toilet paper: Sharples upstairs bathroom
why we're afraid to cook: the ant problem. and the squirrel problem. I kid you not.
it has a rustic charm, I keep telling myself. a rustic, rustic charm. sigh. i've been surviving mostly by fenagling people for invites to Sharples and then dropping them like the potato bread in our kitchen. toasted, nicely toasted.
so what have i been doing? upsetting the apple cart, for one thing. when PA turns blue, don't forget that 7 newly registered voters are thanks to yours inefficient truly. it was fun talking to people, except that the mayor of some random town yelled at me. i mean, it's hard enough when people brush me off by sneering, 'i vote for jesus!' but i just don't like being yelled at by mayors. i mean, if i had a nickel.....
i've also gotten an interview for one of the most sought-after souless jobs one can get. The Pseudo-Rebel Test Prep Agency (you know the one) wants me to prepare a 5-minute lesson on anything i want. needless to say, i've already started studying from 'steal this book.'
i have a bad cough. every peal of laughter reminds me of my own mortality.
what I should be doing: studying for my midterm and writing two papers
what I am doing: fretting about my midterm and two papers and occasionally going in on big bags of salt and vinegar chips with my apartment mates
what food is in my apartment's kitchen: a loaf of potato bread
where we got it from: Sharples
where we got our toilet paper: Sharples upstairs bathroom
why we're afraid to cook: the ant problem. and the squirrel problem. I kid you not.
it has a rustic charm, I keep telling myself. a rustic, rustic charm. sigh. i've been surviving mostly by fenagling people for invites to Sharples and then dropping them like the potato bread in our kitchen. toasted, nicely toasted.
so what have i been doing? upsetting the apple cart, for one thing. when PA turns blue, don't forget that 7 newly registered voters are thanks to yours inefficient truly. it was fun talking to people, except that the mayor of some random town yelled at me. i mean, it's hard enough when people brush me off by sneering, 'i vote for jesus!' but i just don't like being yelled at by mayors. i mean, if i had a nickel.....
i've also gotten an interview for one of the most sought-after souless jobs one can get. The Pseudo-Rebel Test Prep Agency (you know the one) wants me to prepare a 5-minute lesson on anything i want. needless to say, i've already started studying from 'steal this book.'
i have a bad cough. every peal of laughter reminds me of my own mortality.
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