Okay, so I promised some major updates, and I always come through on my promises, right? Anyone who knows me knows the answer to that. (Hint: it's not "yes")
- New computer, as mentioned before. I've entered the world of Mac, albeit the world of Mac 2001, with this weird little iMac thing. Oh well, it get's the job done so far, I just have to tweak it a bit.
- New phone, as well, since I dropped my old one in the toilet at a bar two weeks ago. Reflexes compelled me to reach in and snatch it out before thinking. Upon reflection I realized that now, not only was my phone totally fucked, but I had a solid case of toilet-arm. Somehow still managed to get some cute girl's phone number directly afterwards, though the fact that she was cute, and that I was even talking to her had to be verified by my friend Bill, as I had no recollection at all of who Jenny might be. She wrote her number on the back of pirate money, though, so I figure she might be worth calling. Although any girl who is willing to give me her number when I'm as fucked as I must have been at the time has to be at least slightly suspect, in my book.
- I'm going to get kicked out of school, and in order to reapply I will have to be declared mentally disabled, which isn't exactly something I'm looking forward to, but hopefully it means that they'll let me retake all the classes I've failed because I was too crazy to leave the house. Not that I really know whether school is right for me. I sure wish I had any idea what I want to do with my life.
- I haven't had sex since January 6th. Her name was Jill and she has won a Tony.
There's more, but I'll let you monkeys absorb that for now. Lots of you I miss big bunches, so now that it's actually possible to contact me, and for me to contact you, well, look out.
- New computer, as mentioned before. I've entered the world of Mac, albeit the world of Mac 2001, with this weird little iMac thing. Oh well, it get's the job done so far, I just have to tweak it a bit.
- New phone, as well, since I dropped my old one in the toilet at a bar two weeks ago. Reflexes compelled me to reach in and snatch it out before thinking. Upon reflection I realized that now, not only was my phone totally fucked, but I had a solid case of toilet-arm. Somehow still managed to get some cute girl's phone number directly afterwards, though the fact that she was cute, and that I was even talking to her had to be verified by my friend Bill, as I had no recollection at all of who Jenny might be. She wrote her number on the back of pirate money, though, so I figure she might be worth calling. Although any girl who is willing to give me her number when I'm as fucked as I must have been at the time has to be at least slightly suspect, in my book.
- I'm going to get kicked out of school, and in order to reapply I will have to be declared mentally disabled, which isn't exactly something I'm looking forward to, but hopefully it means that they'll let me retake all the classes I've failed because I was too crazy to leave the house. Not that I really know whether school is right for me. I sure wish I had any idea what I want to do with my life.
- I haven't had sex since January 6th. Her name was Jill and she has won a Tony.
There's more, but I'll let you monkeys absorb that for now. Lots of you I miss big bunches, so now that it's actually possible to contact me, and for me to contact you, well, look out.
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I like the verses you left me, those are spiffy. I saw my partner in crime tonight for coffee. It's amazing how things change just after not seeing someone for awhile. It was... odd.
♥
I'm bad at letting things change.
"Cause it's too important,
To stay the way it's been."
That's how I feel half the time. God I'm so emo, I adore Death Cab For Cutie.
I need to make a trip up there soon. How's 4th of July shaping up? I hear the party for the 4th up there is spectacular....