January 2011
114 posts
YOUUUUUUU
You got what I NEEEEEEED
No Body Move, No Body Get Hurt
So today. Woke up hella early. Went to one of two classes. Had lunch with my aunt. Wrote an angry letter to the fail of a student newspaper that is the Paisano. Went on an adventure to a sketch ass tattoo place that had 2 for 25$ piercings. GOT SPIDER BITES. Made it home. Feel like I got punched in mouth by the ladyfriend. About to play Scrabble and pass out. This, Ladies and Gents, is how you...
Job Hunting
I wish it was as easy as it sounds. The term “job hunting” is very elusive. It brings to mind my fourteen year old brother holding a long rifle and shooting non-suspecting deer. You know, while my father pretends it doesn’t scare him shitless that his little boy finds it entertaining to kill things.
The thing is, I need money. My parents think I’m doing everything but...
That Sandwich was Delicious.
So Texas decided to be in winter mode and now I get to freeze my balls off (figuratively speaking) as I contribute to my nicotine addiction and walk around on this God-forsaken campus whose developers clearly did not plan on it ever raining in San Antonio (Any sort of water drainage system is for PUSSIES and in San Antonio, we walk through puddles LIKE MEN). Which really is only good for the sluts...
I need a cigarette. Again.
So. I’m trying this new thing where I try to be happy. And I don’t know if it’s working or not. I am hoping to soon get to that stage where I am so good at pretending to be happy that I even trick myself. And then viola! I am happy. That’s how it works right?
I’m going to go smoke.
