Just got home, I’m eating toast with raspberry jam. I saw lots of cool people today, although I was kinda tired towards the end of the day. Oh, I saw Edward and we went and listened to music in his car, he has very good taste in music. I gave him this URL and the URL of my website, cuz we were talking about cyber things. Mmmmm…..toast. I think if it was possible, all I would eat would be ice cream, granny smith apples, toast, tacos, and baked potatoes. Well, not really, but it would be kind of fun for a while. Saw Amy while I was waiting for my dad, we didn’t have time to talk though. I saw Josh walking with Throgmorton while I was in history. Josh had a weird expression on his face. Oh, and I went to the post office and got the box of books and other sundry items my mom sent me. I got my bullet belt and my ginormous copy of Atlas Shrugged. I must do my art paper today. And make more toast.

“Oh, that Einstein, always skipping lectures… I certainly never would have thought he could do it.”
–Hermann Minkowski

And, for Danielle’s edification, I’m listening to your love-god Kid Rock right now.

Ooh…a super-cute e-mail from Molly…reminded me of this poem thingy I wrote yesterday while waiting for History to start and staring at this cute guy in my Philosophy class. It’s weird…but I was bored and captivated by the enigma that is the philosophy guy.

Insipid Adonis
Spider of doom
Ennui sandwich
No one knows
Brandy decanter
Rechargeable Rammstien
Tier—insipid Adonis
Diabolik - enigmatic Adonis
Claustrophobic paradise
b�ck dich–no ink.
but can’t type
Turkey, 27-30
Strangers in the trees
Solar retinal burn

And then history started. This is the one I wrote before, Insipid Adonis from philosophy was loitering with this chick and these people were talking and smoking in a circle in front of me.

A monument to insipid banality
Animatronic dummies with human faces
Maybe I’m banal too.
Purple stomach-staple woman
Adonis double-pierced man
Hot topic whore
Oh look it’s Kate
Must get a seat.

Molly’s little Ed anectote reminded me of these.

Letters to Cleo - Dangerous Type

I got up at five, and was so uber-tired…I didn’t get to wear my big oufit I’d been planning…but I did get to sleep after I got ready. Waking up again at eight-thirty was so refreshing. I’m actually ready to start the day now instead of being in a soporific daze. Well, my class starts at nine-thirty, so I think I’m going to go and work on my art paper.