the girls downstairs are pretty cool. my hair's getting long.
my cat's breath smells like catfood.
i went to my classes today and i finished (copied) my last fucking logic homework for the rest of my life. what a fucking relief it is. i don't want to have anything to do with logic for the rest of my life. i'm going to live as illogically as possible. fuck sensibility. fuck modus ponens, that fucking asshole.
yugh, we've been drinking a lot. i don't really want to. although, last night, me and bob got some saranac. it's good stuff. i can't stand this generic stuff anymore. brand x is for suckers.
livejournal has been sucking lately, i don't even feel like writing anymore. and i don't really like reading anyone else's. it gets redundant. i should just put surveys up. i'll do one later i think.
we might be going to phi kap tonight. shoot me in the head, i'm going cause it gets lonely here. maybe i'll be the life of the party. i have some witty anecdotes.
like today in the library, i was hanging out with singer, julie, and stephanie, people who don't normally hang out with, besides singer. so my mind got wandering and i told them about the time i went to see a bug's life with ashwin r. and his friends. and i noticed that one of the voices was that of mrs poole, from the hogan family. so i turned to the kid next to me, ryan mckenna, and i said "Hey, Mrs. Poole" and he turned to me and said "yeah this is awesome," he thought i said "this is cool." that anecdote knocked them dead. i like that one a lot. maybe i'll tell it tonight. i'm sure no one will care.
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