I can already tell I'm going to have a hell of a time dealing with the UC system for four years... somehow they "misplaced" my SAT Subject Test scores and are "investigating" where they went. And then I'm supposed to want to go to their schools... to, of all things, learn. They don't have a course for not losing shit apparently. Now I have to wait ( Read more... )

( Henry and Nothing )

( Meeting Saint Peter )

I always find myself sitting in really normal situations bored out of my mind and wondering what if some other condition was met that would make the situation funnier or more interesting. My first impulse is to use that to write a story or something, but I invariably forget and end up writing things off the top of my head instead of using things ( Read more... )

Not much is going on.

I finished reading Pinball today, which was pretty good for the most part. Linker gave it to me along with a few other books, which I haven't really had time to even look at yet. I've got plenty to read though, and that's always good. It was full of all of this kinky sex stuff, at least half of it was detailed descriptions of ( Read more... )

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I don't usually take the time out of what I'm doing to create an whole journal entry praising a book that we're being forced to read in English class but... I have to say it.

Heart of Darkness is mindblowingly amazing ( Read more... )

What the fuck is with this week? It's like every overconfident, snide, spoiled little shit has found some way to piss me off at every turn. I'm sick of everything at this point. It happens a lot and sometimes it's really amusing to notice for people, but Jesus Christ. I've been genuinely and incessantly annoyed for the past five days and I'm tired ( Read more... )

( Slurred Sagacity )

This.

Needless to say, the boredom that can often come with a vacation has set in, while the tryptophan from today's meal has, unfortunately, not.

Happy Thanksgiving, or what's left of it, anyway.