It's a beautiful day and I have yet to even step outside. I can defend myself, I have a paper to write and I am procrastinating. Really badly.
For some reason I have a problem keeping track of my chapstick. I mean I buy some and the next day it's lost in the infinate abyss. There must be a place where all my little chapsticks go. Who knows.
Last week was a bit stressful, which will carry into this week and the rest of the year and then the rest of my life which will be cut short because of excessive amounts of stress. Actually I don't let myself stress out that much, that way I will live many good years. Probably longer than all my friends who do stress out and then I will wish I would have stressed a little more because everyone I knew is dead.
I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore. Just rambling in a drunken rage. Just joshing, that would be really questionable if I was drunk at 1:30 in the afternoon. As I sit here and write this by myself. My life is questionable anyway, I don't find many answers either.
OK SO! Here's the plethora of tickets I bought this week:
1 round trip ticket to Boston, MA
1 concert ticket to see Guster
1 concert ticket to see The Fray
Very good. I am excited.
Next order of business: THE WEEKEND!
It was a good one, we hung out and watched "Blow" on Friday night, it was good. Johnny Depp is a genius. Pure fucking genius.
Saturday I had a good chat with Elise, went to Chipolte and showed an old friend from the swim team around campus since she might go here next year and then we went to Kristin's birthday bash. It was a grand old time, but extremely crowded. We then took RamRide to Moises' house which was fine, I think I was on the phone too long. And then RamRide escorted us home and I fell into a deep slumber. Until I awoke this morning in a drunken rage. Just kidding, I don't know why I keep saying that.
SO I MADE SOME EGGS. Above should be pictures. And later I am going to put more of that about me stuff. Right now I am going to try to figure out this paper.
BYEBYE.
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