longpastbedtime

I'm such a lazy bitch. I can't do schoolwork to save my life, and that's after getting kicked out of college once. The only thing that makes life cool right now is that I almost-maybe-kinda have a date for tomorrow night. That does not happen. Like ever.

Also, SG Burlesque in Iowa City in about 10 days. I'm stoked.

I wish I knew what happened to me last night. After I bought that fifth beer at the bar, I have no recollectoin whatsoever. And I have vomit on my coat, I'm assuming it's mine. Note to self: drinking a bottle of Richard's Wild Irish Rose in a night just might be enough; you don't need more.

I gotta stop spending so damn much money on booze. Last weekend alone I bought probably $60. (Some of it was purchased while I was already under the influence, so I have to guess.) I still have quite a bit left, but I really don't need to be buying that much. Pretty soon it'll come down to the ol' "booze/food" conundrum, and that's when you...
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Back to school and loving it.

Being an avowed agnostic, the time around holidays is always fun. I don't really know how to feel about them. I suppose for the first time in my life I'm kinda glad they've been commercialized beyond recognition; it makes it easier to ignore the supposed meaning of the holiday. But I made off like a bandit; I got a pizza cooker, a George Foreman grill,...
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I got reaccepted to ISU! Rock! And I'm done with my community college stint. Now I have about 2-3 weeks to regroup, have my second Christmas while not believing in Christ, get my stuff together and move 180 miles back to my home. Life is good.

In other news, Hornsby's Hard Apple Cider is about the tastiest thing I have ever consumed. You should try...
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Wow, it's been a hectic week, but now it's looking up. I've finished all my classwork, now I've just got finals to do. They won't be shit. I'd go to them drunk, but I don't think my profs would be very amused. When I'm back at ISU, though, I'll give it a shot.

I've decided, after long deliberation, that the word porno is just flat-out...
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First off, Happy Birthday to me! That day was a marathon. I slept about 3 hours, finished up my application to rejoin the college I got booted from and got it sent, and took a quiz. And found out I'd nailed a perfect score on my psych test. Booyah. My family didn't do anything for my B-day on that day, but the next night we...
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Rollins was amazing. It was worth driving six hours total and getting shit for sleep. I almost offered to have his kids after he said his new mantra for how voracious he was about taking in new information: "My mind is a caged god!" I only wish I could claim the same. I've got a mind like Fry off Futurama.

Anyway, I'm happy. Today was...
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This is what I hate about having two journals: you toss out your activities, random thoughts, witty quotes and whatnot in one of them, and then, like a bulimic 13-year-old girl, you stick your finger back down your throat and vomit up a second helping. Actually, my friend had to do that last weekend. He'd had a lot to drink, and he knew he was...
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I'm boring. It sucks. Halloween was pretty dull this year. I didn't even have a costume or anything. I went to an IMAX theater to see Matrix: Reloaded, then in an adventurous spirit drove to Iowa City to check and see how freaky the night life was. It was interesting, but the freakiness was somewhat lacking. But now I know not to do vodka and...
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Note: When I said in my last journal to make some noise on Saturday night, I might have overstated it. There was far too much noise that night. I saw a friend I hadn't seen in at least a year, and then got retarded drunk (which is about 4 stages past stupid drunk) at another friend's place. I was found in my car about a...
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