Marc
I think that my brand new semester is slowly turning into a joke. We watched a clip of Monty Python and the Holy Grail in Philosophy 101 today. I've got to read DFW for Tuesday. My children's lit. class had me read basically a 25 page handout about Greek gods for today. And I hardly ever have any homework or tests to study for. So far as I can tell, this is going to be the best semester ever. Maybe I should just get a job to keep me away from playing video games.
I'm redoing a mixtape, for the third time. I know we had all this talk months ago about mixtapes and exchanging them, and blah blah blah, but this is really beginning to take over my life. On the 1st Edition, I only got through side 1 before realizing that it was all crap that I used to listen to years ago, but didn't have any kind of reflection of stuff I've been listening to recently. The 2nd Edition was much better, except for the fact that all the rockers were on one side, and all the smoothies were on the other. I do this personally, because it doesn't bother me, but I'm not sure how it would affect someone else's ears. Now, I'm onto the 3rd Edition, where I'm trying to even out the pace and pattern. I swear, it will be in the mail by the end of next week. What's a man without his deadlines?
All these obsessive compulsive urges are going to take over my life one day. Right now they're fairly straightforward things (ie- not sleeping in someone else's bed unless the sheets have just been cleaned, never eating anything out of styrofoam, never calling anyone twice in one night if they weren't home the first time no matter how important the communication may be, etc). They're private things that don't affect the people around me, but I have this nagging feeling that one day I'm going to end up like Jack Nicholson in As Good As It Gets. I'll have to turn the lock five times, use five bars of previously stockpiled orange soap, not ever step on cracks in the sidewalks, and never be able to grad handles without something over my hand. Sound a bit too harsh?
Probably. I love stretching the truth.
I still have been sticking to my new dietary plan, which is probably the worst thing that I've ever done. I've vowed to only eat once a day for the past and next few weeks, to see if my stomach shrinks or if I lose any weight. I've told some people about the plan in person and the looks in their eyes were just terrible. Kind of one of those, "What are you, a fucking idiot?" type looks. And I couldn't tell you how many people have told me just to start smoking instead. Where am I? Hell? Jesus, no one should start smoking to fucking lose weight. I'm not eating once a day to "lose weight". I'm doing it because I'm too lazy to go to the fucking grocery store, and also because I fucking hate going to the grocery store. You spend a shitload of money on food, and then you get bored and eat it all, and the next thing you know its three or four days later and you're out of food all over again. I'm cutting out the middle man. I'm breaking new ground.
Whatev. I'm out.
I think that my brand new semester is slowly turning into a joke. We watched a clip of Monty Python and the Holy Grail in Philosophy 101 today. I've got to read DFW for Tuesday. My children's lit. class had me read basically a 25 page handout about Greek gods for today. And I hardly ever have any homework or tests to study for. So far as I can tell, this is going to be the best semester ever. Maybe I should just get a job to keep me away from playing video games.
I'm redoing a mixtape, for the third time. I know we had all this talk months ago about mixtapes and exchanging them, and blah blah blah, but this is really beginning to take over my life. On the 1st Edition, I only got through side 1 before realizing that it was all crap that I used to listen to years ago, but didn't have any kind of reflection of stuff I've been listening to recently. The 2nd Edition was much better, except for the fact that all the rockers were on one side, and all the smoothies were on the other. I do this personally, because it doesn't bother me, but I'm not sure how it would affect someone else's ears. Now, I'm onto the 3rd Edition, where I'm trying to even out the pace and pattern. I swear, it will be in the mail by the end of next week. What's a man without his deadlines?
All these obsessive compulsive urges are going to take over my life one day. Right now they're fairly straightforward things (ie- not sleeping in someone else's bed unless the sheets have just been cleaned, never eating anything out of styrofoam, never calling anyone twice in one night if they weren't home the first time no matter how important the communication may be, etc). They're private things that don't affect the people around me, but I have this nagging feeling that one day I'm going to end up like Jack Nicholson in As Good As It Gets. I'll have to turn the lock five times, use five bars of previously stockpiled orange soap, not ever step on cracks in the sidewalks, and never be able to grad handles without something over my hand. Sound a bit too harsh?
Probably. I love stretching the truth.
I still have been sticking to my new dietary plan, which is probably the worst thing that I've ever done. I've vowed to only eat once a day for the past and next few weeks, to see if my stomach shrinks or if I lose any weight. I've told some people about the plan in person and the looks in their eyes were just terrible. Kind of one of those, "What are you, a fucking idiot?" type looks. And I couldn't tell you how many people have told me just to start smoking instead. Where am I? Hell? Jesus, no one should start smoking to fucking lose weight. I'm not eating once a day to "lose weight". I'm doing it because I'm too lazy to go to the fucking grocery store, and also because I fucking hate going to the grocery store. You spend a shitload of money on food, and then you get bored and eat it all, and the next thing you know its three or four days later and you're out of food all over again. I'm cutting out the middle man. I'm breaking new ground.
Whatev. I'm out.
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