so last night we went to denny’s at midnight because we had nothing else to do. and we listened to my prince albums for the entire drive. because we have class.

overall it’s been a pretty shitty weekend, but it could have been worse. but i keep thinking about how my summer is probably going to be exactly like this when i’m not working and i am going to die.

next weekend the blue springs cool kids are coming to visit and we will party hard. everyone is invited. there will be cake and cookies and a magician and a clown and we will all wear party hats.

i have watched ghost world twice in the last 24 hours. i have a life. somewhere, maybe. no, not really.

i just want to get drunk and play tetris and listen to pinkerton and watch trainspotting. that is all i want to do tonight. i don’t even care if anyone is here with me. i don’t require much for entertainment purposes.

in other news, i love caffeine.

i want some fucking waffles.

man, someone took a dump in one of the shower stalls on my floor and let hot water run all day on it. so now it smells wonderful in the bathroom!

actually, it’s really very gross but really funny too.

my best friend from middle school is married. it’s just a really weird thought. not only because i could never imagine being married at this age, but it’s crazy to think about how we used to be supergreat friends and now we’re total opposites and can’t hold a conversation for longer than 2 minutes. and i’ve never even met the crazy bastard husband guy.

man, all this construction noise right outside in the tundra is kind of driving me crazy.

one time i was drunk and was explaining to someone the definition of “dingleberry” but i got the words “feces” and “fetus” mixed up.

so i said it was dried fetus caught in the hair around the anus.

i’m not sure why i just thought of that, but it was pretty classic.

tonight was really boring. i have a feeling my weekend will probably be pretty boring too. if it is like tonight then i am going to cry and write sad emo poetry and listen to dashboard.

honestly, it’s really hard to just sit for two hours and watch DAWSON’S CREEK and ANGEL completely sober. it’s PURE HELL. it just makes me sad. i can’t believe my friends watch these shows. i am ashamed. ha.

i heard the phrase “anal leakage” today in biology.

my life is complete.

ashlee and i went to la bonita tonight.

phil collins was playing the whole time. he makes dinner time more enjoyable for the entire family.

the whole disgusting speech project is over and i am happy about that. so now i just want some beer or something. it’s been awhile.

also, i’m wearing a patriotic bandaid. it says, “united we stand.” so obviously i’m the coolest person on campus. or in this room. i’m the only one here right now.

I just found $25 in a pair of pants I haven’t worn for a month!