Holy Shit, this week went fast
I discovered that when you spend a good deal of the week dreading a big math test, and the test is on friday, it has the effect of making the entire week speed by. I stayed up pretty late on Thursday studying for it, for no reason: it was shockingly easy.
Holy shit, my roommate is scaring me. He's playing this really hard videogame, and he just said, "Hamster on Vaseline island." That's not even remotely related to the game in any way. I think I'll be wary whenever he's around sharp implements from now on. In fact, I think I'll steal his knife, just to be safe. The way he kinda gazes blankly into space while holding it is really starting to creep me out.
In other news, my story is getting longer all the time -- it's up to about 19 pages now, and I'll actually attempt to work on it this weekend. It started one day in Modern European civilizations when I realized that the professor was the most boring man to ever walk the face of the earth. I began writing a story out of sheer boredom, and it actually turned out / is turning out pretty awesome. What's it about? Well, it's about a hitman who goes through hell to get his target (in more ways than one) and it's sorta/kinda/not really inspired by Devil May Cry. I may put it up here eventually.
Went out to eat with my grandparents on Wednesday, they were in town to see some of their friends. It's good to see relatives again, especially when free (and good!) food is involved. I believe I'm developing an allergic reaction to cafeteria food. I start to shake uncontrollably as soon as I start to eat it, and break out in hives the size of golf balls. Shortly afterward, I hallucinate that they're serving edible food (pretty messed up, I know) and I'm able to eat whatever blob of goo is on the plate.
Thursday was crazy, absolutely crazy. I watched no fewer than 3 movies. Animal House because I was bored and putting off studying for math, and Jesus' Son and Swimming Pool for film class. The latter is terrible and horrible and should never be seen by anyone, but Jesus' Son, corny though the title may be, is a fantastic movie. I can't really describe it, but I can give you an idea of how messed up it is. At the end of the movie, I realized that you never know the main character's name, other than what some guy started calling him. This guy walks up to the main character, punches him, and says "fuckhead." So in the credits, he's simply called FH. It gets better. I have to write a 5-7 page paper on the movie, so I'm gonna say "fuckhead" each time I need to mention the main character. That'll make for an interesting paper...cuz swearing is fun.
For all the people who were totally mystified by the cell phone number, come really close, and let me put my face right in your ear to say this. IT'S A FAKE NUMBER!!! THAT'S A SONG BY TOMMY TUTONE!! That's all for now...
What happens when you replace words in a quote with "muffin" ? This happens: By the way, you need to paste that into your address bar, it's not a link. http://forums.fark.com/cgi/fark/comments.pl?IDLink=955238
Holy shit, my roommate is scaring me. He's playing this really hard videogame, and he just said, "Hamster on Vaseline island." That's not even remotely related to the game in any way. I think I'll be wary whenever he's around sharp implements from now on. In fact, I think I'll steal his knife, just to be safe. The way he kinda gazes blankly into space while holding it is really starting to creep me out.
In other news, my story is getting longer all the time -- it's up to about 19 pages now, and I'll actually attempt to work on it this weekend. It started one day in Modern European civilizations when I realized that the professor was the most boring man to ever walk the face of the earth. I began writing a story out of sheer boredom, and it actually turned out / is turning out pretty awesome. What's it about? Well, it's about a hitman who goes through hell to get his target (in more ways than one) and it's sorta/kinda/not really inspired by Devil May Cry. I may put it up here eventually.
Went out to eat with my grandparents on Wednesday, they were in town to see some of their friends. It's good to see relatives again, especially when free (and good!) food is involved. I believe I'm developing an allergic reaction to cafeteria food. I start to shake uncontrollably as soon as I start to eat it, and break out in hives the size of golf balls. Shortly afterward, I hallucinate that they're serving edible food (pretty messed up, I know) and I'm able to eat whatever blob of goo is on the plate.
Thursday was crazy, absolutely crazy. I watched no fewer than 3 movies. Animal House because I was bored and putting off studying for math, and Jesus' Son and Swimming Pool for film class. The latter is terrible and horrible and should never be seen by anyone, but Jesus' Son, corny though the title may be, is a fantastic movie. I can't really describe it, but I can give you an idea of how messed up it is. At the end of the movie, I realized that you never know the main character's name, other than what some guy started calling him. This guy walks up to the main character, punches him, and says "fuckhead." So in the credits, he's simply called FH. It gets better. I have to write a 5-7 page paper on the movie, so I'm gonna say "fuckhead" each time I need to mention the main character. That'll make for an interesting paper...cuz swearing is fun.
For all the people who were totally mystified by the cell phone number, come really close, and let me put my face right in your ear to say this. IT'S A FAKE NUMBER!!! THAT'S A SONG BY TOMMY TUTONE!! That's all for now...
What happens when you replace words in a quote with "muffin" ? This happens: By the way, you need to paste that into your address bar, it's not a link. http://forums.fark.com/cgi/fark/comments.pl?IDLink=955238
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