Tuesday, January 22, 2008

this will be the best and also fastest post i've done standing.

i hurt my knee joy-jumping in my kitchen while reheating some pizza because i was listening to a story being told in excess. completely unnecessary.

i am officially a college applicant. transcripts and all. hence the joy-jumping.

i talked to strangers all night a few nights ago. it was probably one of the greatest times of the last week. i don't know anyones names but they were alright peole.

the first dude i think did a lot of meth or something and he gave me his sunglasses when i came out of the bar and he said that i looked beautiful in the not-hitting-on-you sort of way. and this other dude that was giving him a ride home for money was like you're super cool in a totally-hitting-on-you sort of way but that was okay because he was waay cooler.

then i talked to people i knew for some short minutes and talked to this other dude that i met only briefly but was super cool and i took pictures and i need a haircut bad now because i look at old pictures and get hair ency for myself.

over it.

and now i have to finish beer and go to bed i guess because too many people checked into the hotel reservationless and we will have a busy breakfast and i hope i bank hardcore because i just spent too much money applying for college and getting transcripts and i also have health insurance so i can FINALLY go to the crotch-doc.

whatever.

photos of everyone i hate later.

i also saw there will be blood the other day all the way down in grapevine which always seems excessive but the seats are comfortable and make me want to nap a little and i did but the movie was pretty cool and had great moments and could actually be quotable if i stayed awake during it about 15 times which i should totally do with smartass if he ever visits me in denton. but i hated the music. the composer was johnny greenwood or something like that but it was all either atonal or dissonant until it ended with some fucking vivaldi or some shit. fucked up. not okay with it.

done and done. beer then bed.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous12:10 AM

    I'm confused.... you want me to come visit to go see There Will Be Blood or you want me to visit so we can fall asleep in the theater together? Either is cool. I just want to know how to pack

    Also, I got a blog mention.... which makes me better than everyone else reading this!!

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