Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Motivation Come To Me...


Blah.....finals week. The problem with take-home finals is that I sit here and dick around for a few hours before actually getting shit done. Case in point: writing this aimless, retarded post when I could be writing up the rest of my research methods paper. Yeah...Well I have two papers down so far. If I get this goddamn waste of my freaking-ass time research blow-it-out-your-ass paper, then I only have two more to go. One huge, one not so huge..but two. Fuckers...


Not sure whats up with the horse but I find him amusing. As he is probably amusing himself in some manner. Either that or some fucker has a probe up his behind checking his fahrenheit...

Ten more feet. Thats all I want...and another bookshelf so I dont have to put my novels in a box. I like having my stuff everywhere. It helps me think I'm home here but then it looks like a fucking cluttered mess. Fabulous.

As was the case last semester, there is shit everywhere and if were to leave and come back and someone broke in and took shit in the interim, I would have no idea.

News said it was only 45 degrees today. Probably another reason I stayed in...oh wait...the papers were the only reason.

I broke down and bought the new Shakira album and downloaded it from Connect. Its fucking amazing!! Even the CanadiEn likes Hips Don't Lie. Good man. If he's lucky, someday I'll meet Shakira and ask her to join us for a threesome. What a lucky bastard he would be...

Yeah right...as if THAT would ever happen. Anythings possible but then so is Paris Hilton developing the clap and I would be SHOCKED if that hasnt already happened. Seriously...what a slore.

And if it seems like I'm obsessed with Paris, I'm not. LiLo...now there's a winner.

Wow, I'm rude today.

I think its the fucking cabin fever over these stupid take home finals. I think I would much rather be stressing out over in-class tests than whacking off over these papers. Seriously.

Oh and I'm taking the Amtrak home on Saturday. Fantastic. LOVE the train, let me tell ya, so long as I dont have share my seat. I get a lot done on the train so it should be a good ride. Will bring the computer and a few divids to watch as well.

So I'm trying to the Matrix trilogy for cheap and with no luck. Virgin Records always has a boatload of divids and shit on sale for 10 bucks each. Plus I've been looking at Blockbuster too.

And I'm ashamed to admit that I'm going to listen/watch American Idol. Even though I hate tv in general, THIS is why I should have more than 3 snowy channels. Ryan Seacrest finally shaved that nasty-white trash scruff. Sorry, love the scruff on most guys, but not him. Maybe its because I don't like Ryan Seacrest and hope he falls of the stage and impales himself on Simon's bad temper. Oh and Andrea Bocelli is on the show this week. Fabulous. He's a freaking amazing tenor but seriously, most of the little teeny-bopper kiddies that vote on this show have never heard him and there's a good chance that no matter how much he sings Besame Mucho, his record wont be added to their collection either.

Go Andrea..knock out those teeny-boppers...would make the world safer.

Anywho, I've ranted enough. And said nothing...yessssssssss

1 comment:

emily said...

whoa...WHOA. potty mouth!!! and really, you change your blogger background more than most people change their underoos. :P

Glad you get to go home on sat....hurray!! the train shouldn't be too bad, hopefully, since it's not near any major holiday. then again...who knows...amtrak holds so many surprises.

it's thurs, which means you're almost done! good luck with everything...one year down! yeah yeah!!

i'll most likely talk at you before you leave, so later gator!