sonic good

so i guess i'm supposed to do the "omg i've finished one year of college" shtick, but, unsurprisingly, I don't want to. As Murakami teaches us, if you wanted to write an entire A-Z encyclopaedia on a toothpick, it doesn't matter how long the toothpick is, it only matters how small the typeface is, so I feel that by saying "omg one year of college", i'm playing by the toothpick and not by the typeface, i.e. worrying about the hardware and not the software. if that makes sense. So basically I'll attempt to swim somewhere instead of let the current wash me wherever it wants. no point in giving up.

products of emptyschedulitis

"Oh. Well, that and a nickel will get you a nice hot cup of jack squat."

~Matt Foley

bah

I guess if i keep saying I want to be a writer, I should probably start writing something.

too bad everything i start doesnt meet even my approval before its anything.

its funny how beforehand, good writing was good writing, but now I look at it as competition.

ka-boom

securing the borders

so I went to Borders this afternoon to buy a book, of all things. but this, my friends, is but the surface level of my trip.

it was my second trip in as many days, and my third purchase in two days. this alone should be noted.

also, i was asked, upon my purchase, if i was a borders member, which indeed I am. i took out my card, they swiped it, and i paid, expecting a discount because i'm a Borders member, an honor only given out to those with "just a few seconds," and with sufficient funds ($0). As i held my wallet in paying position for them to verbally deduce a small amount from the total ($13.75), there was a silence greater than that a night sky. my cashier did not say anything, and I didn't budge, until I realized that indeed I was not to receive a deduction in my owed amount. I took my plastic bag and book in disgust.

I ask you friends, what is the point of bearing the burden of a Borders Rewards Card Member if not for the discounts? And, thus being the case, should I not have received some sort of payment for my quick retrieving of my card when countless impatient citizens were in the line in back of me?

this injustice must be stopped. set fire to your local Borders, break their windows with thy stones, rearrange the self-help books, do anything you can. update me on your progress weekly, on thursdays.

holy.

ok, so first of all, the world is coming to an end. if you don't believe me, read this article:

http://www.cbc.ca/story/canada/national/2006/05/10/pizzly-grolar-bear.html

second of all, my eye twitch is now on the defensive, i think. apparantly it's from stress.




I'm pretty sure it's my inferior oblique muscle and my inferior rectus muscle that's been the problems. luckily i've put a bounty on them and they should be gone within the week.

i'm home, and it's ok.

there's someone I miss like crazy, and her name isn't Ramona, however much I want it to be.

twi

my left eye won't has had this twitch for 3 or 4 days. I don't know why it started, nor how i plan on stopping it. It's not the lid that opens and shuts by itself, it's these muscles behind the eye that start convulsing at random and stops just as randomly.

also, i have the Plague, yes, THE plague. not the book by Camus, but the disease that constitutes its eponym.

I also got a dank-ass single for next year which I couldn't be more excited about if it was made of guacamole. which it's not. my current room is dead to me. pu-pu.

sniffles are the new sexy.

yes.