sid

What's up kids? I'm doing better. I'm a little over-exherted today, but other than that I am fine. I have some funny rants, but first let me talk about something maybe a lilttle too TMI... don't worry it has to do with my tits.

So not too long ago, I started a new b/c pill. I haven't been on hormones in awhile, and I figured I'd give it a go. Anyway, so not even 2 days in, I notice my boobs are getting friggin huge (well, for me). I woke up this morning with my boobs in so much fucking pain it wasn't even funny! My tits are swollen to a size they've only dreamed of being, and I find myself hiding them and trying to keep them down! Mainly cause tehy realy fucking hurt. I'm popping ibuprofen like nothing to keep them from being so badly swollen I can't walk. Methinks I'm going to keep wearing a tube top till my body is used to their new boobies. See, dudes? Tits aren't all that awesome. THEY HURT at times!

Okay onto my funny rants:

Kids who look like they live in Myspaceland should not be allowed into college classes that provoke thinking. I'm sitting in Archaeology today listening to the same "blah, blah, blah people came to the Americas to settle by walking from Asia over a landbridge which connected the continents together at Alaska..." speech you hear in every single history class since first grade... this kid who looks like myspace shit him out into the real world goes, "holy shit! that's such a long way for people to walk! how did they do that?" The sad thing is, this kid seriously thought that like one human being can walk 2 entire continents worth of space in thier lifetime and still have time to eat, wander, settle certain areas, etc. I'm sitting there like, "uh... is this douche serious?" The professor had to explain to him that these people weren't just one person or one small group of people, that this happened over thousands of years... Guess that's what happens when you give an art school a cool class like archaeology.

So I live in this realitvely quiet building in a nice neighborhood in Boston. My new apartment's windows all face this small alley. Somehow another myspace queen lives in the professional building that shares the alley with my building. her windows are across from mine. Now you might wonder why I call her a "myspace queen"? Well, as I was trying to fall asleep the other night (the day before my very early doctor's appointment), all I can see are flashes of light coming through my window. I roll up the shade, and see myspace queen with her digital camera on a timer, taking pictures of herself trying to look sexy holding liquor glasses. AHAHA. I can only hope that myspace queen got some good pictures of me in the background pointing and laughing hysterically.

I also have someone who wanks off on guitar all the time somewhere above me in my building. This guy likes to sit in front of his open window with his acoustic and sing shitty emo songs which I'm sure he wrote himself, because compositionally, no professional would ever write that way (plus he sings horribly out of key). Once in awhile I hear him with an electric guitar whipping out poorly-played solos. It makes me want to scream "FREEBIRD" every time I hear him.

OO! looks like myspace queen has friends over. i hope they get stupid drunk so i can laugh at them.

and as always, please help sponsor me for the "light the night" cure for leukemia walk by donating your dollars here! Every little bit helps! please help me raise money for this amazing cause! I am walking Thursday. Thanks a ton to all of you who have donated already. the walk is thursday, so please donate asap if you plan on it!

That's about it. I mean, other than me being a sap and missing my wonderful boy, that's it.

x0x0,
Sid