Lady, you’re holding a fucking cigarette in your hand.
Monthly Archive: September 2004
Lack of sleep
First I complain about sleeping too much. Now I’ve got the opposite problem.
I didn’t sleep well at all this past night.
I’m really not sure what was wrong, but all I know is that I was continually tossing and turning all night. I recall a few times when my knee or elbow banged against the wall. I feel sorry for the person on the other side.
I do know that partway through the night a skunk sprayed its scent in close vicinity to the house. I had my window open, so the smell burned strongly in my nostrils. I was really too dead tired to get up and close my window, so I just lay in bed trying to block out the scent as best I can. My mind though didn’t let me forget for one moment that a skunk had just blessed something with its juices.
Fucking Drama
Yeah yeah, I’m overreacting. Life doesn’t suck. There are just slow and uninteresting patches.
No more pointless drama.
Manic
I’m not sure what to do with myself nowadays.
My weekend has been shot. I had a few plans. I really did, but they didn’t pan out like I had expected.
Let’s see…on Friday evening I was really planning on going down on Saturday morning to Fairview Mall which is the bigger mall in South Kitchener. There’s an express bus that heads down there in half an hour. All other routes take about an hour to go there. It’s a 15 minute walk to the stop from my place. That’s not so bad. I was very much looking forward to going. I mean, Yvonne was going home for the weekend, Marie was “celebrating” her 5-year anniversary with Roy, and the other roommate was…I don’t know. Anyway, the morning of Saturday I went to the GRT website only to find out that the express bus only goes does on weekdays.
I suppose I could’ve headed to Conestoga mall, but the mall is a bit smaller, and it would’ve required several bus transfers and a longer walk.
Ah, so how did I end up spending my Saturday morning and afternoon? I slept.
20 Reasons Why you shouldn’t post your picture on the internet
20 Reasons Why you shouldn’t post your picture on the internet
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Ass eating toilet paper
With four people sharing one bathroom, toilet paper is one commodity that ought ot be shared. As it goes around here, the last one to finish the roll should replace it with a roll of their own.
As track records go, it seems that I’ve only had to replace a roll once. I remember this because Yvonne was commenting on how great Charmin is. Since then, I keep seeing the same pattern of toilet paper everytime it has been replaced. It makes me wonder whose in the habit over going heavy on the paper.
This is my legacy
It still feels a bit raw.
I learned that there was this parking pass that hadn’t been returned to my frosh week boss, so I volunteered to take the thing back. I had plans. When I arrived, I fully planned to have a long talk with her and fully unload my thoughts and bitching…and basically the idea that I felt a bit alone during frosh week.
When I arrived there, I found out that she was having a meeting with my other frosh week boss. The office door was closed and I didn’t want to bother them. I was just going to leave the parking pass with the secretary, but the secretary took it upon herself to interrupt the meeting. Heh.
So, I stepped in, and there they were looking at me bright eyed (like they usually are). Boss 1 first asked me, “Are you going through withdrawal? Are you grabbing for your red jacket and blackberry at night?” I know it was meant jokingly, but yeah, I am going through a bit of withdrawal. Frosh week was like a steam engine that just ran right through my core. I just replied that I had a few issues that I’m trying to work through.
I really couldn’t tell from the reaction on their faces what they were thinking. It was odd. They were stone-faced, yet still bright-eyed. I wanted to unload, but I couldn’t interrupt their important business.
Good Times
Something has stuck in underneath my skin
Eyes all looking in for something within
Somewhere in here
Now everything I say gives this all away
Senses deadened again
Nothing lives today
Not in here
Here in your head
Careful what you�re feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Felt that I belonged
And now I feel that gone
Where it all went wrong
I traced it all along
Back here again
There was something calling me to negativity
Dark covering me
Shrouding every scene I�m cast in
Careful what you�re feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Careful when you’re feeling out of your mind
You should try to remember the strong lines in the spotlight
Till you’re feeling alright
Please answer
I�m calling just to find out
If you could be here for me when I crack
The answer came
I found it buried in the trash there
I saw it stare (4x)
Careful what you�re feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Careful when you’re feeling out of your mind
You should try to remember the strong lines in the spotlight
Till you’re feeling alright
Careful what you�re feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
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