yogurt moon top falls on the floor.

A lack of sleep allows for a more interesting day. A day where you find yourself hearing people call your name, but when you turn to reply there is nobody there. And when your ears fill with a great blend of sounds, it all turns to white noise. When you walk up the stairs you can see spots along your path flash with each step. The walls, the floors, and all other flat surfaces slowly slide away from you and all other objects within your view shift in and out of focus. I think I'm the only one who found this to be amusing. I wanted to ask people if i looked tired, but was sure that their answer would be 'No.' I sure did feel tired though. So I'm going to sleep.

Did you see the clouds? If it rains I'll be a very happy individual.

spider.

I had to spend like 10 minutes trying to kill a spider because it was a crafty dick. It crawled into this dark area where I couldn't see anything and I had to wait until it crawled on out. Then BAM! I smashed the shit out of it and got back to writing up this take home midterm. I completely forgot what I was going to say though. "Because qualification..." I had something nice to go with that. Yeah. Spiders are dicks.

eroded urinal cake beer.

One of these days my memories will come back and haunt the shit out of me. That's all I can think of right now. That and the breath of somebody who's had a bunch of cigarettes and beer. I haven't actually smelled someone's breath that had a bunch of cigarette's and beer, but I would imagine it would be very similar to the warm scent of summer in China next to a coal burning farm where the workers are on their opium break. I don't know why it would smell like beer though. Chinese people aren't very good about their beer. There's like one brand of beer for those billions of people. Tsing Tao or something like that. I never had any of it. I bet it tastes like licking an eroded urinal cake. How do you say 'eroded urinal cake' in Chinese? I'll totally order a bottle and complain about it. "Wei. Tong zhi! Zhe ping pi jiou he chi lai xiang wo zai tian yi ge eroded urinal cake." The grammar may not be right, but they'll get the idea... try and find the part that means, "homosexual," in my sentence. There, I'm done. You're probably throwing up all over the place now because you swallowed some moth balls you found in the drawer. No. Those weren't really big, smelly, shiny aspirins.


...I have nothing against Tsing Tao Brewery. There is a very veryyy good possibility that their beer does not taste like an eroded urinal cake. It could taste like fruit punch or something. I don't know.

This is why you won't see me reviewing beer.

shine.

"________ shines, but not on me."
"________ shines, but I don't."



Ignore those distractions.

did you see that?

If only you knew.

or

If only I knew.



It's one of those. Or maybe even both. I don't know. What I do know is that I think I did quite well on the FE exam. And I'm feeling really really good right now.



The Exploding Hearts say, "I need somebody to help me shatter my heart."

hiatus.

I'm on hiatus... like some tv show.

good day.

assss.

I didn't even realize that I was typing "ass" until I got to about the fouth "s." By then there was no turning back. So I now have a file called, "assss."

Don't fall asleep in class. You can not pay attention, just don't fall asleep.

Good night for me.
Good morning for you.

free drink.

I ate an apple.

Tuesday is an ass. So is Thursday. I don't like it.

I'm writing stuff for class and I have no idea what I'm even talking about. It sounds good, but it's not making any sense to me... at all.

Compare today's writing to the writing of the past couple days. If you don't see a difference, something's probably wrong with you. I was just sitting in class and I seriously felt myself coming down. Any such happiness and higher feelings from last Friday have worn off somehow. It was because that vending machine stole my quarters. I just wanted a drink. That's all I wanted. I was cool with them being sold out... and I was even ok with the drink buttons not working. But I was not ok with how the button to give me my money back didn't work. I passed by the same machine 2 hours later and I still saw that $1.75 credit thing on the screen. The only joy I can get out of this is to hope somebody get's a free drink courtesy of me. They won't know it was me, but at least they'll be happy about it. As bad as Tuesdays and Thursdays are to me, that makes me feel better. It's the vending machine with the Gatorade and the Life Water by the tennis courts. So go down there and maybe you'll get a free drink. If not, kick the machine for me... I'm not an angry enough person to do something like that... and there were a lot of people walking around.

My shadow is very black. Sometimes it's behind me. Sometimes it's infront of me.


My fingers are twitching. It moves over like I want to type 'g' but then it shoots back over 'f.' I should just take a hammer and smash the hell out of it right now because it's quite bothersome. Also I ripped off a hangnail this morning and was treated to a hole along the side of my finger. Holding a guitar pick was not as comforting.


"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'm all right."
"You were wincing..."

There are things I do that I don't even realize I do.

sleep. Vol. 1.

I don't want to sleep.
But I also don't want to fall asleep while driving.

To me, sleeping at night is just to prevent me from sleeping at a somewhat less convenient time.

Other than that, it really has no point.

It does occasionally terrify me though. And most of the time it confuses me.


Sweet dreams.
and good night.

f-e-e-l

Ow. My fingers hurt. Only my right thumb and index finger though. This trashy briefcase I got split open last week, so I had to get all surgical on it and sew it back up. And now my fingers hurt. I don't know why I didn't think of using the other fingers to push the needle through. And doctors use like tweezer type things... flesh is a lot softer stupid. Uhhhh... oh. If I had a Monopoly set I could've used the car or the dog to push it through. What do you mean I'm missing something?

Even after saying she would do horribly, the Korean girl did not do so bad. Which is good for her and the class. I was a hair away from flipping over a desk... not like acrobatics, but like, "GRAAAH! You call that Chinese!?" Followed by a double armed flipping of a desk. Gorillas do it all the time. Don't give me that look.



I just stopped worrying about it. You should too. You'll f-e-e-l a lot better.


They sing love songs.

Love love love
And you're feeling fine

mars plastic.

I didn't practice my Chinese. The teacher will yell at me or possibly the Korean girl I'm working with. As the Chinese person it is my job to pass blame onto the Korean person... or I can do the thing where I fake like I'm Vietnamese. Serves me or her or we right.

Well... I've really let myself down now haven't I? Do you answer that or do I?

Disney is re-releasing Sleeping Beauty. I don't remember a damn thing about that movie other than the fact that there is some sort of sleeping beauty... and there's a big dragon that breathes green fire. As far as the story goes, all I can do right now is make something up because I think they showed me that movie right around nap time when I was little and I slept through it... or I saw that dragon and started crying and stopped watching. Or maybe I was stuck learning my shapes while the other kids were watching that movie... I was such a retard with shapes. I'm pretty sure it was one of those... or I had chicken pox. So I don't know why I remember parts of the movie, but I don't remember the story at all... In fact it's the same for most movies I saw as a child. I remember watching them, but I really couldn't tell you anything more than that.

I should try to sell my vote to some stupid rich person.

"Can I call you Joe?"

The worst part is that these people are completely serious. I keep seeing comments saying stuff like, "Please stop berating such a beautiful and smart woman." Well... fuck. Why do you need to defend a person you've never even met? Smart people really don't talk like that. Then I see this, Debate analysis: Palin spoke at 10th-grade level, Biden at eighth. So, kids... drop out of school after the 8th grade... everything you learn after that is shit.

I really feel like vomiting...



it's an eraser that's on my desk.

guuuuuuh.

I agree, this is not how one should feel so early in the morning. But you know what, fuck it. Just like John Lennon said, "When in doubt, fuck it." I'm pretty sure it was John Lennon that said that. Although I'm not entirely sure.


"You'll never fumigate the demons / No matter how much you smoke..."

I don't smoke, so it's much much more difficult.

zero.

I can do the breakfast at night part, but the wine in the morning thing requires two things to many. For starters, I lack the fine touch of class needed to drink wine and I'm a pretty big fan of juice. Why should I let good grape juice turn bad so I can have wine right? Yeah. Forget letting that stuff sit in barrels after people stomped the hell out of the grapes. Just pour me a glass of that foot juice... grape juice. I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore. Hi, I'm Nelson. Nice to meet you.

I've consumed such a large amount of cookies that my mouth is pissed at me. "Just give me some milk man... I'm dying here." It doesn't sound pissed. But I know it's pissed. We get along just fine.

This new calculator has such nice feeling buttons. I don't know what I'm pushing, but like 10% of the time, I get zero as my answer when it shouldn't be zero. Luckily I'm smart enough to realize that it's a mistake, but not so luck...ly. luckilyly enough - it's the opposite of luckily, there. Not so ________ (insert opposite of luckily) I'm impatient enough to decide not to do the homework and leave it the way it is. The population projection of "Heaventown" in 2015 will be zero. Some shit went down in "Heaventown." This professor comes up with such brilliant stuff. Like the problem where my rich uncle or something ran off with the librarian and left me with a couple hundred bucks that I would need to find the amount of time for it to double at some interest rate. The librarian, that's funny for reasons I don't quite understand.

I stepped on a cricket and it didn't die. I'm not sure how that worked, but I felt it when I stepped on it. I wondered how I could've stepped on a gummi bear because I haven't had gummi bears in like 2 years, but then realized it wasn't a gummi bear, it was a cricket. At least me stepping on it made it easier to catch. I then had to euthanize it. I would only feel less remorse had it been a spider. Let me reread that sentence to make sure I said what I meant to say... and now I've confused myself.

Where was the rain?

cure.

it's spelled: c-u-r-e.

good night.

guh..

I've made myself feel very sick lately.

what a shame.

The day starts terribly and ends well.


Who do I know that's in New York, besides the people I meet in my dreams?