Yeah, I have the house for a couple days. To square to throw a party, to apathetic to set up a gaming session. I guess I should just walk around without pants on or something.
...Nah, I like my pants.
So I got my evaluations from school, and they kick the ass. A- in MAYA, B+ in marine bio, and a C in philosophy (I know, a C doesnt kick the ass per se, but given my relationship with philosophy its as good as I could of hoped. Besides, the written part is practically all praise). I got an in progress for my drugs class. But Im not worried, I pwned that class. If I got anything less than an A Im gonna go ape shit.
Partied last night. Very chill party indeed. I still think I am resistant to booze. 2 margaritas with lots of tequila, four and a half shots of vodka and 3 of sake and I only just copped a buzz. Hmm. Anyway, I got a full history of the FullBodyCast (my rocky cast), and man it was interesting. Now Im all psyched to work tonight, so that perhaps someone till tell a tale of me at some rocky cast party in 2030.
So, like I said I met my father. Hes a cool guy, and speaks pretty good English. He kept apologizing for his Neolithic vocabulary. Heh. Apparently hes manic depressive (Im guessing based on the spells in which (he says) he is unable or unwilling to talk because there is nothing to say. That and the lithium laying around the house). Dude also smokes pot and reefer apparently, and has a peyote cactus growin in a pot in the sitting room. He must have dont enough drugs for two generations which is why I dont do stuff. He was quite the radical. Dodged drafts, gave his passports to American dodgers twice, and used to have a fro. I do ramble on, dont I? Well, this is the last bit. Apparently Im Belgium, Irish, Russian, Slavic, and something else too. And Jewish, but I knew that. Irish fighters in the religious wars. Peter K is gonna like that.
I think thats all. I want my x800, dammit.
...Nah, I like my pants.
So I got my evaluations from school, and they kick the ass. A- in MAYA, B+ in marine bio, and a C in philosophy (I know, a C doesnt kick the ass per se, but given my relationship with philosophy its as good as I could of hoped. Besides, the written part is practically all praise). I got an in progress for my drugs class. But Im not worried, I pwned that class. If I got anything less than an A Im gonna go ape shit.
Partied last night. Very chill party indeed. I still think I am resistant to booze. 2 margaritas with lots of tequila, four and a half shots of vodka and 3 of sake and I only just copped a buzz. Hmm. Anyway, I got a full history of the FullBodyCast (my rocky cast), and man it was interesting. Now Im all psyched to work tonight, so that perhaps someone till tell a tale of me at some rocky cast party in 2030.
So, like I said I met my father. Hes a cool guy, and speaks pretty good English. He kept apologizing for his Neolithic vocabulary. Heh. Apparently hes manic depressive (Im guessing based on the spells in which (he says) he is unable or unwilling to talk because there is nothing to say. That and the lithium laying around the house). Dude also smokes pot and reefer apparently, and has a peyote cactus growin in a pot in the sitting room. He must have dont enough drugs for two generations which is why I dont do stuff. He was quite the radical. Dodged drafts, gave his passports to American dodgers twice, and used to have a fro. I do ramble on, dont I? Well, this is the last bit. Apparently Im Belgium, Irish, Russian, Slavic, and something else too. And Jewish, but I knew that. Irish fighters in the religious wars. Peter K is gonna like that.
I think thats all. I want my x800, dammit.
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I think less frequent posts help because you usually actually have something to say. This is why my live journal is such a nightmare.
keep up the grades man. good job so far, but you don't want to end up dropping out and turning into the guy sweeping up the pizza shop saying, "hey kids, where are all the good parties this weekend?"
djb