One amoeba- 1 micron in size, illuminating as a desperate cry for attention.
I spend my time between classes going through cookbooks at the campus store now. One exciting find was a book by James Beard, or a compilation of his articles in whatever magazine/newspaper he used to write for. I could see why a foundation was named after him.
People ask such stupid questions in class. Always fighting off the tendency to tell them to shut up.
The girl was smoking on the sidewalk in front of me, only she was bobbing her head left and right, leading to trails of unavoidable smoke as I upped the pace to overtake her. She would have been better suited to give a blowjob up and down. At least then someone would have enjoyed what she did with her mouth. Nobody wants to experience secondhand smoke. What I COULD try doing next time is to walk in front of her and start shitting left and right to see if she likes secondhand crap.
Finished studying Toxoplasma in Parasitology. Along with the Alzheimer's research, I can now diagnose Leigh-ugh.
I can't stop laughing every time I walk past that movie poster ad at the bus stop and think what a BLAST Drab and his family will have watching STEP UP 2: the STREETS! OH HO HO TOO GOOD!
Tonight will be pasta with a beefy mushroom tomato sauce with edamame, onions, herbs. Stay tuned. I'd like to start learning how to make Bento boxes.
1 comment:
drunken stupor, whatever...
i kind of miss pink lady
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