I skipped all of my classes today. I tried to sleep for as long as I could. Last time I did that I woke up at 4:30. This time I only woke up at 2:30. Those numbers are rounded to the nearest quarter tone.
It was proposed to me by someone in the suite, I forgot exactly who, probably Nick, that today we would do three things: 1) clean the suite; 2) see spiderman; 3) get drunk. So far, the suite has not been cleaned, I haven't seen Spiderman and I don't think I'm going to, and I'm not drunk and I don't think it's going to happen easily. I think joining Rugby was a mistake on my part. I paid the dues, but I've only gone to maybe 3 parties this semester. I've been to more practices than parties, which is really strange. Like everything else I do, joining rugby was a mistake. I'm no Warthog.
So there was a party for the rookies last night, they're now Vets. I'm niether. Today there's a party for the new Vets. I couldn't really go to either party because I'm nothing.
I saw Satan on the beach, trying to catch a ray. He wasn't quite the speed of light and the squirming coil, it got away.
So right now, I'm the only person in the suite. I'm kind of reading this book White Noise by Don DeLillo for Engl235. The book isn't too great, I don't know why we have to read it. I haven't been reading anything for that class and it's going to blow up in my face for the final. Fuck me in the goat ass.
Perhaps I'll clean the suite by myself. It would be a good deed. I could try to fix the couch to, with nails. I could do all of this stuff, but I don't know if I will.
The volume just increases, the resounding echoes flow. Once again I bask in morning stillness I love so.
It was proposed to me by someone in the suite, I forgot exactly who, probably Nick, that today we would do three things: 1) clean the suite; 2) see spiderman; 3) get drunk. So far, the suite has not been cleaned, I haven't seen Spiderman and I don't think I'm going to, and I'm not drunk and I don't think it's going to happen easily. I think joining Rugby was a mistake on my part. I paid the dues, but I've only gone to maybe 3 parties this semester. I've been to more practices than parties, which is really strange. Like everything else I do, joining rugby was a mistake. I'm no Warthog.
So there was a party for the rookies last night, they're now Vets. I'm niether. Today there's a party for the new Vets. I couldn't really go to either party because I'm nothing.
I saw Satan on the beach, trying to catch a ray. He wasn't quite the speed of light and the squirming coil, it got away.
So right now, I'm the only person in the suite. I'm kind of reading this book White Noise by Don DeLillo for Engl235. The book isn't too great, I don't know why we have to read it. I haven't been reading anything for that class and it's going to blow up in my face for the final. Fuck me in the goat ass.
Perhaps I'll clean the suite by myself. It would be a good deed. I could try to fix the couch to, with nails. I could do all of this stuff, but I don't know if I will.
The volume just increases, the resounding echoes flow. Once again I bask in morning stillness I love so.