Marc
Okay, first things first. I can't hold back any longer. My little brother has started a band, and they're only fifteen, and they have the funniest website I've seen in a long time. CLICK HERE Its hopeless to me to think that I've somehow turned my little guy onto good music, but somehow, someway it worked, and they have pictures to prove it. They're all fifteen, as far as I know, and one of them claims to be "punk since 1993". Dude, I wasn't even punk in 1993. I'm still not punk. I think its hilarious, not to mention all the pictures that were taken in my old bedroom. In one you can even see my old bathrobe hangar attached to the wall. It looks so short because I haven't used it since I was like ten years old. It doesn't even come halfway up on the kid in the picture. Hilarious. One of these days I'm going to go home and listen to them play, and take some pictures of them, and redo their website for them. I know just saying that makes Matt cringe, but who cares?
Tonight, as usual, was low key. I actually spent a good couple of hours doing some revisions to my paper, and am hoping that they make sense. I tried to describe, in easy, straightforward terms, what it was that I did all of last year, but even I was bored by it, and I'm thinking I might just leave that part out maybe. Who knows?
I've also decided to lock myself in my room for the next few days, for multiple factors. One being that the two roommates that are currently sleeping here (Jeff is housesitting) are coming down with/or already have colds, and its been forever since I've had one. And I don't want to get sick, even though I think my throat feels a little dry right now, probably just because I'm thinking that they're going to make me sick. Being sick is such a fucking drag. The room is clean, and warm, and I've got everything back in place, so there's plenty of things lying around to keep me occupied, so I really think I'll just stay in here until they're all better. Two, Valentine's Day is on Thursday, and I originally had this big plan for it, to do something nice for someone, but I've decided to scrap it. Fuck it. I hate Valentine's Day. Why should I bother fucking around with this fact? Instead, I'm going to go see ISU production of The Vagina Monologues and hit up the bars that night. I'm going to get piss wasted, which will be kind of nice. Kind of a release. Third, I've got my first test on Friday afternoon. Its in my philosophy class, which is oh-so-boring, and I'm not sure exactly what the hell the guy is going to talk about, so I better start studying.
Okay, first things first. I can't hold back any longer. My little brother has started a band, and they're only fifteen, and they have the funniest website I've seen in a long time. CLICK HERE Its hopeless to me to think that I've somehow turned my little guy onto good music, but somehow, someway it worked, and they have pictures to prove it. They're all fifteen, as far as I know, and one of them claims to be "punk since 1993". Dude, I wasn't even punk in 1993. I'm still not punk. I think its hilarious, not to mention all the pictures that were taken in my old bedroom. In one you can even see my old bathrobe hangar attached to the wall. It looks so short because I haven't used it since I was like ten years old. It doesn't even come halfway up on the kid in the picture. Hilarious. One of these days I'm going to go home and listen to them play, and take some pictures of them, and redo their website for them. I know just saying that makes Matt cringe, but who cares?
Tonight, as usual, was low key. I actually spent a good couple of hours doing some revisions to my paper, and am hoping that they make sense. I tried to describe, in easy, straightforward terms, what it was that I did all of last year, but even I was bored by it, and I'm thinking I might just leave that part out maybe. Who knows?
I've also decided to lock myself in my room for the next few days, for multiple factors. One being that the two roommates that are currently sleeping here (Jeff is housesitting) are coming down with/or already have colds, and its been forever since I've had one. And I don't want to get sick, even though I think my throat feels a little dry right now, probably just because I'm thinking that they're going to make me sick. Being sick is such a fucking drag. The room is clean, and warm, and I've got everything back in place, so there's plenty of things lying around to keep me occupied, so I really think I'll just stay in here until they're all better. Two, Valentine's Day is on Thursday, and I originally had this big plan for it, to do something nice for someone, but I've decided to scrap it. Fuck it. I hate Valentine's Day. Why should I bother fucking around with this fact? Instead, I'm going to go see ISU production of The Vagina Monologues and hit up the bars that night. I'm going to get piss wasted, which will be kind of nice. Kind of a release. Third, I've got my first test on Friday afternoon. Its in my philosophy class, which is oh-so-boring, and I'm not sure exactly what the hell the guy is going to talk about, so I better start studying.
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