I'm not in a writing mood at all. I guess I'll try anyway.
It hasn't been a good weekend. The house we were building got finished with early on the wednesday, so I have till tomarrow (tues) to do whatever, and on top of that, friday was pay day.
Christ, thinking about it, I'm so brain dead, I barely remember what happend. Came here on thursday, Eric comes over, drink the rest of that whiskey. My fucking dog bites my kid (11 months) brother, and that freaked me the hell out.
Friday Jorel and Kyle came over, and I got all fucked up and made an ass out of myself when my mom called from California.
Gnats fuck my ears and nostrals.
Saturday though, that was a doozy. I'm supposed to go to harvest fest, which started at three, and i didn't, because I was buying some pot and yayo in ill and DJ flacked on my ride to Madison, so I bussed it.
I went to Jim and Elee's and that was a total fucked bust. I thought they would all be happy to see me after so long and they simply were not. Thought they'd be happy to see drugs, and they were not.
Which is fine, I never ever do coke, anyway.
Eventually it gets awkward to the point that they hightailed it to edgerton, tried to get my to go with them so they could drop me off, but I went to the bus station instead, so I could get back to janesville. Eli tells me that I have no friends, also, and when I think about this, it realize it's true, but it's somehow okay coming from Eli, because she is just about the dumbest person I know. she doesn't wash her hair for a week so it gets all nappy, and she says something like 'you guys like my dreads?' They arn't dreads, Eli, you just have nappy hair. There is nothing wrong with nappy hair. I liked how her hair looked, but the fact remains, when we were talking about the lion the witch and the wardrobe, jokingly, she said that they were very good movies. I don't know how Cubby can stand her, and I know Jim can't, but except that Cubby has low self-esteem. He was being very un-cubby. Maybe he would have done some blow if Ely wasn't there.
Fuck that fucking dumb cunt.
The bus had gone, and I'm left walking around madison till 5:45 in the morning, when the next bus came.
I ran into a college chick I went to school with. She's nice, smart, but really straightedge, and not in a cool way, but in a 'um, I'm really smart' kinda way, which is fine with me, I told her that drugs are bad.
I know her boyfriend, even though he wasn't in his room, I meet his retard roomate (these are freshman, mind you) and we watch 'the animatrix' and the kid is trying to impress me the whole fucking time, because I'm older and have better pot than he does, and I explain to him that pot is about the silliest thing on the planet, but he isn't even really listening to what I'm saying. He starts talking about poetry, and I just happen to have Ginsberg's mind breaths on me, and he reads 'Ayers Rock Uluru Song' in this really melodramatic kinda way. So I read 'Under the world, there is a lot of ass, a lot of cunts' and Liz is a little offended, and I feel bad about it.
Every single animatrix cartoon was his favorite, except the only one I like, which is a Kid's story, and he didn't catch this reference to the veitnam war that the chick did, and he felt is was a parody of anti semetism, which is not something I get out of the animatrix.
Eventually I crash in Kevins room, another freshman who had never smoked dank before, so I gave him some, and I did a line in his room while he smoked it.
Dude liked Indie rock and I kept calling him 'Pete' but he didn't really pick up on it.
Madison is a fine town, but all I wouldn't want to live there.
An aging earth mama talks on her cell phone. Free food at the rath skeller.
Old memories, crowded bars.
Stem cell research, anti-bush everything everywhere.
Dick Cheney did post-graduate work in madison.
It hasn't been a good weekend. The house we were building got finished with early on the wednesday, so I have till tomarrow (tues) to do whatever, and on top of that, friday was pay day.
Christ, thinking about it, I'm so brain dead, I barely remember what happend. Came here on thursday, Eric comes over, drink the rest of that whiskey. My fucking dog bites my kid (11 months) brother, and that freaked me the hell out.
Friday Jorel and Kyle came over, and I got all fucked up and made an ass out of myself when my mom called from California.
Gnats fuck my ears and nostrals.
Saturday though, that was a doozy. I'm supposed to go to harvest fest, which started at three, and i didn't, because I was buying some pot and yayo in ill and DJ flacked on my ride to Madison, so I bussed it.
I went to Jim and Elee's and that was a total fucked bust. I thought they would all be happy to see me after so long and they simply were not. Thought they'd be happy to see drugs, and they were not.
Which is fine, I never ever do coke, anyway.
Eventually it gets awkward to the point that they hightailed it to edgerton, tried to get my to go with them so they could drop me off, but I went to the bus station instead, so I could get back to janesville. Eli tells me that I have no friends, also, and when I think about this, it realize it's true, but it's somehow okay coming from Eli, because she is just about the dumbest person I know. she doesn't wash her hair for a week so it gets all nappy, and she says something like 'you guys like my dreads?' They arn't dreads, Eli, you just have nappy hair. There is nothing wrong with nappy hair. I liked how her hair looked, but the fact remains, when we were talking about the lion the witch and the wardrobe, jokingly, she said that they were very good movies. I don't know how Cubby can stand her, and I know Jim can't, but except that Cubby has low self-esteem. He was being very un-cubby. Maybe he would have done some blow if Ely wasn't there.
Fuck that fucking dumb cunt.
The bus had gone, and I'm left walking around madison till 5:45 in the morning, when the next bus came.
I ran into a college chick I went to school with. She's nice, smart, but really straightedge, and not in a cool way, but in a 'um, I'm really smart' kinda way, which is fine with me, I told her that drugs are bad.
I know her boyfriend, even though he wasn't in his room, I meet his retard roomate (these are freshman, mind you) and we watch 'the animatrix' and the kid is trying to impress me the whole fucking time, because I'm older and have better pot than he does, and I explain to him that pot is about the silliest thing on the planet, but he isn't even really listening to what I'm saying. He starts talking about poetry, and I just happen to have Ginsberg's mind breaths on me, and he reads 'Ayers Rock Uluru Song' in this really melodramatic kinda way. So I read 'Under the world, there is a lot of ass, a lot of cunts' and Liz is a little offended, and I feel bad about it.
Every single animatrix cartoon was his favorite, except the only one I like, which is a Kid's story, and he didn't catch this reference to the veitnam war that the chick did, and he felt is was a parody of anti semetism, which is not something I get out of the animatrix.
Eventually I crash in Kevins room, another freshman who had never smoked dank before, so I gave him some, and I did a line in his room while he smoked it.
Dude liked Indie rock and I kept calling him 'Pete' but he didn't really pick up on it.
Madison is a fine town, but all I wouldn't want to live there.
An aging earth mama talks on her cell phone. Free food at the rath skeller.
Old memories, crowded bars.
Stem cell research, anti-bush everything everywhere.
Dick Cheney did post-graduate work in madison.
nopantsdave:
The reason I got to be the mod for the philosophy group is because I applied for it. I have been studying philosophy for many, many years and I know a lot about it. However, I have mainly concentrated on the ancient and medieval philosophers and dabbled a bit in the moderns. I have read very little Nietzsche since I find his writing style intolerable and his ideas uninteresting. I hardly think it makes me unworthy to be the mod for the philosophy group just because I haven't studied Nietzsche.