You bring the razor blades, I'll bring the speed.

For the past three days I've gotten iced coffee with two shots of espresso. I get one in the morning around 7:30am for the drive to school. Then I get another at about two o'clock pm. For the past three days I've been experiencing caffeine withdrawal, which leads to a crash. The other day I fell asleep in the library. Last night I fell asleep at my computer. On monday I fell asleep on top of my doghouse instead of inside. And Woodstock was there.

I also haven't made a poo poo for three, maybe even four days. I'm not holding it in. What kind of freak holds it in for four days? I just haven't had the urge. Rest assured, once it comes out, it'll be the size of a baseball bat. I can't wait.

I came to school early today to finish a paper on Existentialism. What a stupid thing. What more can be written about the subject? It's so lame. I don't get the concept of modernism and post-modernism. What's coming next? Presentism? Post-Pre-Modernism? Post Jism?