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Oct. 6th, 2004 02:09 pm2004.10.05 14:21
Fucking missed eternal sunshine, and so mgg is pissed. On sat, she wants to go see I’m not scared. I’ll go, I just actually do not want to see it. I’m probably just being pissy, and it’s probably a good film, and blah blah blah. I got an a in physical anthro. Also maritime peoples, the first essay in Christian trad, and I don’t know yet for archeo.
I’m starting to get crazy about food again. I just don’t want to put it in my mouth. I don’t want to feel the textures. Not of real food. Ice cream, the smoothies, shakes, things that are really just liquids, they’re okay. And I want to cry right now. Stupid fucking mental instability. Fucking cramps my style, yo.
22:27 mango smoothie milkshake is pretty good. Mgg is playing that wacky learn-japanese-through-an-RPG thing. See, you fight slimes. Each slime has a name. To attack, you type it’s name. Well, the romanji. Because they give you katakana. For kanji, they want the English translation.
I think it’s helping her.
My schedule at the grill changed, and I am in the process of becoming a student supervisor. Means I get to sleep in tomorrow morning. Naked lunch was fucking bizarre. Which is good. And on the whole, I liked it, I think. I guess… part of it is that it’s a little too violent for me. I don’t like hangings. They do stick, though, which could be the point.
I got mgg a big spider. She liked it, and that makes me happy. I’m not often good at romantic, but sometimes I try.
I wrote this down at work one day:
A theory, regarding state quarters:
I need to check this, but I think the charter oak (Connecticut) was killed by lightning and had to be cut down.
I know the ‘Old Man of the Mountain” fell off.
Helen Keller, Cesar Rodney and Lincoln are all dead.
Jamestown. Uh. I’m leaving that alone.
Now, if there is a magnolia blight in Mississippi, or another shuttle goes down, then I suggest the state quarter for cali depict gang violence, crystal meth and energy shortages.
Also: god hates florida for putting bush in power, and felt hurricanes were a bit more personal than a card.
My cat has passed out on the floor. This is normal, but he’s really cute right now.
Fucking missed eternal sunshine, and so mgg is pissed. On sat, she wants to go see I’m not scared. I’ll go, I just actually do not want to see it. I’m probably just being pissy, and it’s probably a good film, and blah blah blah. I got an a in physical anthro. Also maritime peoples, the first essay in Christian trad, and I don’t know yet for archeo.
I’m starting to get crazy about food again. I just don’t want to put it in my mouth. I don’t want to feel the textures. Not of real food. Ice cream, the smoothies, shakes, things that are really just liquids, they’re okay. And I want to cry right now. Stupid fucking mental instability. Fucking cramps my style, yo.
22:27 mango smoothie milkshake is pretty good. Mgg is playing that wacky learn-japanese-through-an-RPG thing. See, you fight slimes. Each slime has a name. To attack, you type it’s name. Well, the romanji. Because they give you katakana. For kanji, they want the English translation.
I think it’s helping her.
My schedule at the grill changed, and I am in the process of becoming a student supervisor. Means I get to sleep in tomorrow morning. Naked lunch was fucking bizarre. Which is good. And on the whole, I liked it, I think. I guess… part of it is that it’s a little too violent for me. I don’t like hangings. They do stick, though, which could be the point.
I got mgg a big spider. She liked it, and that makes me happy. I’m not often good at romantic, but sometimes I try.
I wrote this down at work one day:
A theory, regarding state quarters:
I need to check this, but I think the charter oak (Connecticut) was killed by lightning and had to be cut down.
I know the ‘Old Man of the Mountain” fell off.
Helen Keller, Cesar Rodney and Lincoln are all dead.
Jamestown. Uh. I’m leaving that alone.
Now, if there is a magnolia blight in Mississippi, or another shuttle goes down, then I suggest the state quarter for cali depict gang violence, crystal meth and energy shortages.
Also: god hates florida for putting bush in power, and felt hurricanes were a bit more personal than a card.
My cat has passed out on the floor. This is normal, but he’s really cute right now.
