Tuesday, December 11, 2001
I have discovered a new extremely hot girl: Shakira. Here's my current desktop.
Wednesday, December 05, 2001
It's 7am. I have my first final at noon. I've been awake for more than a day now. I'm halfway done with my first of two essays. They are both due at 3pm. My plan is to finish this essay about the literature genius Roald Dahl by 9am. I will then proceed to cram and study until 10:30am. I will then take a nap until 11:00am. Then I will study until the final begins. Computer science tests are a pain in the butt. College is all about procrastination. I borrowed Michelle's Folgers and pretty much destroyed Jon's coffee maker trying to make real strong stuff. (Hint, brew a pot of coffee, then pour that into the water reservoir and rebrew it. It's some good stout stuff.) When Michelle wakes up in like 70 minutes, I'm going to bum another filter off of her. Why am I writing this right now?
I should be doing my final and essays and stuff, but really...life is pretty strange right now. I suppose it's just a mid-mid-life crisis or something. Too many weird memories coming back at once. People mess with my mind and such. The headshrinkers...they want everything. So true. Speaking of great guitar songs...mmm...Wish you were Here...by Pink Floyd. Good stuff. Just IM me and tell me if you ever read this. Berad1998 Really, I'm just curious. I know I have no fan base, but just looking to see why I bother anymore.
"My Iron Lung"
Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell
My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung
We're too young to fall asleep
To cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell?
We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum
This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
I should be doing my final and essays and stuff, but really...life is pretty strange right now. I suppose it's just a mid-mid-life crisis or something. Too many weird memories coming back at once. People mess with my mind and such. The headshrinkers...they want everything. So true. Speaking of great guitar songs...mmm...Wish you were Here...by Pink Floyd. Good stuff. Just IM me and tell me if you ever read this. Berad1998 Really, I'm just curious. I know I have no fan base, but just looking to see why I bother anymore.
"My Iron Lung"
Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell
My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung
We're too young to fall asleep
To cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell?
We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for
Our iron lung
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out
We'll just hum
This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time
My iron lung
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
And if you're frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, it's OK
The headshrinkers, they want everything
My uncle Bill, my Belisha beacon