Tuesday, October 10, 2006

scream it like you hate that bitch

i don't have the internet at my new apartment yet SORRY GUYS SORRY IF THERE IS ANYONE READING THIS STILL SORRY IF YOU ARE LIKE ME AND HAVE TO CLICK ON PEOPLE'S LINKS LIKE FORTY SEVEN TIMES IN ONE HOUR TO SEE IF THEY WROTE ANYTHING LIKE YOU'RE A LAB RAT PRESSING LEVERS FOR CRACK COCAINE SORRY FOR THE OBSESSIVE USE OF CAPITAL LETTERS.

i have a roommate now. dave. i think i am going to start calling him david. reverse nickname. we are both pretty much total degenerates. like neither one of us went to work on monday but i didn't know he was home because he slept until 4pm. he said he heard me come in at 7am and it inspired him to not go to work. oh my god i am like a muse. a muse for people that want to destroy their own lives.

he is borrowing me some books. my new apartment is good for reading in because it has slanted ceilings and it looks like an attick. also we have a wooden rocking chair. a wooden rocking chair is not comfortable to sit in but it might make you feel like you're some romanticised version of yourself if you sit in there while you drink cheap beer and talk about books in your attick especially if your roommate is wearing a cardigan. see i am not a trainwreck i am an intellectual.
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