shitty shitty shitty shitty shitty GRRR
> Ramones - Cretin Hop
> Wumpscut - The Dark Inside Her
> Ohgr - Pore
> Wumpscut - Deliverance
> Suicide Commando - Comatose Delusion (Hocico Mix)
> Marilyn Manson - The Fight Song
> Wumpscut - There is No God
After I got off work (hell) I immediately went to Safeway and after almost hitting someone in the parking lot, I got a loaf of French bread and immediately went to the college. Tawna was in the lounge, I talked to her for a bit and then went to the office to finish my precis. That Leslie chick was STILL in there (from coming in at around ten (this was like four) and it REEKED of cigarettes. I couldn’t do any work in there. I was exhausted and EXTREMELY HUNGRY from the hell that is work and I just went into the office to inhale my French bread. Tara and Kyle (her boyfriend) were there, he hadn’t read my comment on his blog. Tawna said her paper was due at 4, so I assumed I’d missed the deadline for mine too. We had the idea of going camping this weekend instead of going to Eureka. Sammie and Steve were supposed to show up, but they didn’t, so we went to their house. They were there. Sue was being dumb, so we left. Autumn was supposed to call and tell them whether she was coming to the RPG game, but she never did…so we assumed she was going to meet us at 6 at the Stockade, where they play. We stayed until 7, then left and went to Pizza Hut to get pizza. Joe was working, but didn’t notice us for a while.
We talked for a while…I wasn’t really too much in the mood to hang out, but it was better than being alone. I learned that Steve doesn’t “believe” in evolution. And I don’t believe in gravity.
We talked about how lame Amanda has gotten lately. She is lusting after that old guy from the College, Mike. And she has been ranting and raving about how hot Letko and Lapp are. PAGING DR. FREUD FOR AN EXTREME CASE OF ODIEPAL COMPLEX. I was a horny sixteen-year-old too, but I wasn’t lusting after my teachers.
I feel so unprofessional for causing my horrible day at work by neglecting my work to blog and download music. I deleted LimeWire from my work computer, I will NEVER file-share at work ever again. Today was such a lesson for me. I burned all the songs I’d downloaded (and I’m listening to them now). I got some AMAZING songs. For example:
Wumpscut - Womb, Troops Under Fire, Deliverance [an EXCELLENT song]
Oghr - Pore
Ramones - Cretin Hop
I’m really groovin’ to Wumpscut. They’re the shiznit. People have updated their blogs but I’m just in too shitty a mood to go read them. I would be “typing” this with voice recognition, but my damn other computer won’t work. I have to wait until the 15th to buy the operating system. So I’m out of commission until then, formatting my new drive with the illegal OS would be pointless.
So I never got the precis done. I just can’t deal with this job. Last week I didn’t have enough time to sleep, and this week I’ve got the sleeping thing down…next week I need to focus on making study time. Before work I don’t have enough time to do my studies, and after work I’m too tired. Well, we’re going camping this weekend, I guess. I wish I had a laptop or PDA to bring. I’d get one of those solar laptop battery recharger things from Thinkgeek. I’m not sure if they’re on thinkgeek, but I saw them somewhere.
I hate my life. I dislike myself for not finding time to do the precis. I’ll do it tomorrow when I’m awake. I wonder what her policy on late assignments is. I think one of my things is that when I know I can do something incredibly easily, I put it off to the last minute. This is a really bad way to start off the semester. I really need to get my art book. Well, it’s my art book or my OS. I should rearrange my priorities. But I just love technology and I can’t wait until the end of the month. I hate my dad, I don’t get any grants because of him. I totally need to get married for next year. I hate it that I can’t find someone reliable to marry. Damn it, it’s almost like I’m trying to find a real bride. I guess the same issues are involved. I’m so tired. I hate life. Session 9 is on IFC tonight, but I don’t feel like watching it. I’m not in the mood for a scary movie.
Charley’s moving to Portland or something. Royce already moved. I’ve been trying to tell myself that it’s not true. I’m so alone. Everyone is leaving me. I realize that once Charley leaves I won’t have any gay friends any more. Weird.
I just want to crawl into a corner and cry, but I guess that’s not too different from my normal mood. I hope this camping trip turns out okay. Oh, I should check the weather. Hmm, it’ll be sunny but windy. Sunday shouldn’t be too windy, though. I’m sad, bored and tired. I hate it when I’m in this mood. I’d watch Requiem and have a good cry, but I lent it to Molly millenia ago. I should watch her movies and bring them back. My hair is getting so long, when it goes in front of my face it no longer gets into my eyes because it’s so long. I love it. I’m vaguely chatting with Naiya. I have a feeling I’ll be incredibly bored by our trip. I need to bring entertainment galore. Oh yeah, Steve won’t get his check until two weeks from now, so no Eureka trip. I didn’t really think it would happen anyway. It would have only worked had we all got our money at the same time. I hate this mood. GRR.
Talking to Charley, I wonder if we’ll hook up again before he leaves. Maybe he’s flirting with me. I don’t know. I wish Kevin wasn’t so stupid, boring, and unattractive. He’s totally obsessed with me. I’m really sad and I don’t really know why. I think it’s because I feel like a failure. It’s cold. I should go to sleep.
Oh great, Taggart just signed on. I wonder if he’ll talk to me. I should post this and spare my readers this vile mood.
