5:56 p.m. - Thursday, Sept. 30, 2004
S'all fucked up anyway
I'm drunk. I'm always drunk on tuesdays and thursdays lately, because I'm trying to bang this girl in my politics of latin america class, so I keep going and getting all pissed up with her after class is adjurned. So far it hasn't gotten me any closer to shangri-la, as we shall hereby name the puss, but um, its gotten me drunk? Yeah, drunk. alot.
I have so much fucking work to do. what the hell am I thinking?
In other news, I'm waiting on a friendster message that just may never come. Why is it that so oft when I've got the hand, hard earned at that, I relinquish it in the face of some charming petition, only to realize later that I'd give my reproductive organs to get that mutherfucking hand back. Its all about the hand man. All about the hand...well hear now my solemn swear, if I get that shit back, I won't be letting it go again...
K, I have to go read Bacon now. Dude's a fucking bore.
