I took a nap earlier this evening-- and it was a nap that all other naps will be further compared to. Seriously, I think that this was possibly the most amazing nap I've ever had in my entire life. After talking to Allison for a little while (...towards the end of which, I was becoming completely god damn disoriented, and was probably repeating things a few times over)... I hung up, and literally just fucking passed out. Woke up a couple of hours later, and then laid in bed for another half hour, too comfortable to move.
You know that your day was uneventful when your nap seems like a good thing to write an entry about. I was all excited for Spring Break, and now I'm only a day in, and already to go back to school. God damn it, what the fuck is the matter with me? I'm almost thinking that maybe I should have gone home for the week-- Not because I'm feeling homesick, or anything, or even really "want" to be home... I just... don't have ANYTHING ELSE TO FUCKING DO. OH MY GOD. I'M SO BORED. I still plan on seeing Hot Fuzz tomorrow though... I need to give Justin a call, and I need to find out how the fuck to get in touch with Thomas. Seriously, I can't wait for that shit.
The guy who currently has the Kinixtion blogspot is seriously a douche bag. I'm only reading him because I'm too lazy to unsubscribe my RSS feed, but honestly, the dude's wasting his time. He's taken over a relatively popular domain name, and is using it to write sentence long entries, trolling the folks who read/...stole a countless number of albums off the blog. I mean, I know it's fun to be a jerk online-- I've had my moments... But, after awhile... Don't you just find better things to do? If he's twelve years old, maybe I'll understand... But, if he's any older than that, isn't there, some like, porn he could fucking look, or something? He MUST have something better to do in his parents' basement.
Downloaded Our Lady Peace's "Gravity", which is a solid album. Only ten tracks, but, they're all pretty good tunes. You may have heard of the band Say Anything from their rather popular song 'Ooh, I Can Be Sexual Too'-- but they, and their album '...Is a Real Boy' is a waste of time. They'd have some potential if they... had talent, but sadly, they severely lack it. Allison sent me The Postal Service's live album... which is really just a shitty quality "Give Up" with people cheering... It's still good, though, because it's The Postal Service, and they're fucking amazing. I still need to find "Purple Rain" and "The Wedding Singer" broadway soundtrack. Anyone? Please?
And I think that's all I've got, really. Allison was actually going to write my entry for today, but then didn't, because I told her that I was probably going to delete it... which is true. Oh well. I don't have anything else to talk about, unless you want a twenty second recap of the first season of 'Friends', as that's what I've been watching the past two days. 'The X-Files' is next. But, before that, bed time.
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4 comments:
at least get the title right plz. wow, i can get sexual too.
they don't deserve to have the title right.
You poor sad and pathetic wretch. Don't make the same mistake I've made many times. Use your free week to brainstorm and work on some of those many projects that you love the ideas for oh so much. Like Abandoned maybe. The only reason you have nothing to do is because that's what you've told yourself.
shush dave. brians supposed to be relaxing.
so masterbate a lot and work on the B profile.
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