The oil companies are fucking us in the ass.
1:Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4. Write down what it says:
"-ter. I'm something I'm not. There ain't no such things as hip-hop..."
2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can what will you touch?
I can't. There's a concrete wall about 7 inches from my left shoulder.
3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?
That VH1's Ultimate Albums: Green Day- Dookie special featuring Elvis Costello.
4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is:
8:10 p.m.
5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?:
8:11 p.m. (I am a bad ass.)
6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?:
Basketball playing fratboy fucks right outside my window.
7: When did you last step outside?
Going from my car to my building after driving home from work.
8: Where did your last car ride go to?
From work to Target to buy Sideways and then back to my room.
9: What are you wearing?
Dirty socks, jeans, and my recently repaired "the beck" t-shirt.
10: Did you dream last night?
I rarely remember them anymore.
11: When did you last laugh?
Probably at work about something. I can't remember, but if I had to guess, it was probably when someone was being called to run food to a patient and I wasn't being called to run food to a patient.
12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?
A lot... Clockwise from straight ahead: My stolen Elvis Presley Birthday Tribute sign from a Courier Journal vending machine, my advisor's e-mail address on a post-it note, a list of everything I have to do before the end of the semester entitled "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK", my roommate's posters: Zebrahead, Spiderman 2, Jimmy Eat World-Futures, The Clash-London Calling, Malcolm X, my posters: Sunny Day Real Estate- The Rising Tide, Tron, Superman (the cyborg), that stupid video games, movies, and music are ruining our children full page ad that I cut out of the Courier, Adaptation, New Order- Crystal Single, They Might Be Giants- Flood, three Elvis Costello posters, Franz Ferdinand that my roommate gave me, Yoda, Tom Waits- Mule Variations, and a picture of me that Alicia's ex-boyfriend drew. (Damn, there's a lot of shit on our walls.)
13: Seen anything weird lately?
Hmm... probably something at work that others would find weird... An old guy peeing in a plastic jug, a naked old lady, a full catheter bag...
14: What do you think of this quiz?
I'm doing it.
15: What is the last film you saw?
Almost Famous.
16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?:
A car with better gas millage.
17: Tell me something about you that I don't know:
"I rarely drive steamboats. There's a lot of shit you don't know about me..."
18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?:
Have everyone be good people. I think that would cover everything.
19: Do you like to dance?:
Not typically. Or not in public at least.
20: George Bush:
has a special place reserved for him in hell.
21: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?:
If I had a first child, which I don't plan on... I don't know. I've been thinking lately that my grandma's middle name, Delight, should be passed on.
21: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?:
See half of above... and then, part of me wants to say Elvis, but more conservatively, Andy.
22: Would you ever consider living abroad:
Sure. I wouldn't mind living in London for awhile.
I'm so overwhelmed by school right now, and I've got to schedule my classes Friday and my fucking bitch advisor won't e-mail me back about scheduling an advising session. I miss reading for fun. I still try to do it every now and then, but for the time being, school has fucked my reading habits up so much that 1. I read too fast because I feel like I've got to get it done quickly (that MIGHT be from having to read 200+ pages a night for all my classes, maybe) and 2. I feel guilty because I have other shit that I should be doing instead.
P.S. Thunder Over Louisville can kiss my ass. My roommate (who is from Cincinnati) asked me what Thunder was all about and I told him:
It's basically an attempt to draw all the Southern Indiana and Louisville trash (white and otherwise) out of every dark and disgusting nook and cranny and concentrate it all into one little area. It's also stupid because:
1. Everyone acts like it's a national fucking holiday even though it's just a fireworks show.
2. Everyone acts like fireworks are the most amazing thing in world when they're just gunpowder and food coloring.
3. It is somehow perfectly acceptable to shut down the whole goddamn world (and all roadways connecting Indiana and Kentucky) for several hours for all this shit. If some emergency comes up. Sorry about your luck, asshole. Hope you have access to a fucking boat. (Which are probably also technically prohibited from crossing the river during the fireworks, and if they aren't prohibited, then it's probably something like landing on the beach at Normandy trying to cross the river.)
Other than that, I'm in a pretty good mood. Hoping Kendall gets well soon and I can maintain enough motivation to not drop out of my classes in these last weeks. Hope everyone else is doing well and enjoying the nice weather...