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Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Secret: I'll never tell you unless you ask.

And you'll never ask unless I tell you to. That's just the way it is. I'm tired of this non-sense.

Ha ha ha. Fourteen days, but we've been slipping away for quite a bit longer than that.

Monday, April 25, 2005

1. YES! YES!! This morning's correspondences would lead me to believe that I have very nearly secured summer:
a. job.
b. house.
c. car.

Interview next Monday morning and then I'll know for sure shortly thereafter.

2. (Knock on wood.)

3. LOVE BOMBED.

4.Put the lyrics of a song you like into http://world.altavista.com. Translate it to German, German to French, then French to English.
The young soft thing of sixteen thought that I take a step one harms which I aspired to receive around the captivating life, to me lack met uncouth the top of youth A have, although he knows it well me until the moment seems, we embraced then I received, the following day an inflated head my friend head who was asked, if I had recreation I were said, "me was drunk? was it imposing? Did Momma the hell give me? did I receive Thrill? am I full with the tremor? was it rough? Was I interested? did I am me fall fortunately? Each time if I think of him of being done do tremble you? was it hot? And Was I? And for perhaps would it be? It did not become? Was I? However, it thinks to me is a baby? If I were, am I calm? T-I interest me? Weren't they are stupid I drinkable? was it imposing? And did it give me momma the hell? was I drunk? was it imposing? Did Momma the hell give me? With didn't its hands which as any refusin ' it fight is loose? was I blue? Shamed almost, to explain and I do not know yet the system which it was usin ' well I said, stop, liked, behave! Is well what the use breathin '? It said to give which I gave thus finally that I were savin '? am I happy? Do holy Gee, I have a recreation, you askin ' me am had? was I drunk? was it imposing? And momma gives me the hell made?

Sunday, April 24, 2005

Easiest way to gain momentary respect/infamy on oversexed campus:



And now, I hereby deny that tonight ever happened. Ha ha.

Saturday, April 23, 2005

An invasive plant species constrains me to the corner. The film fest was super fun. Not getting my hopes up about winning (what do you take me for, some kind of idiot?), but am nevertheless quite proud. Even if stupid drunk boy didn't see the kiss and decided to shout that there was none before the movie was even over. Fucker.... Anyway, public thanks to everyone who could make it. Now S. doesn't have to come after you with a butter knife.

AST wants me again, and I have two days to decide again. Candy makes me sick tummy sicker.

Incoherent much? So tired. Need sleep.

Seeking: Experienced tuck-iner. Good singing voice preferred. Must have bathed within past 48 hours.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Arrogant + vulgar + mysterious accent = irresisibly attractive?

Tomorrow night: World Premier of N.E.M.O. U. and You, and The Killer Always Walks. 8:00 Wilson. Student Film Festival? Heck yes!

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Today, just after noon, Shannon sat down across the table from me in Commons and presented me with, "Do you still want to get off campus today?" Seventeen and a half minutes later, we were on a bus bound for Madison.

I've been defining myself by what I want.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

It's been a while, eh, eh?

For my amusement:



Your Linguistic Profile:



65% General American English

35% Yankee

0% Dixie

0% Midwestern

0% Upper Midwestern


What Kind of American English Do You Speak?




Mr. Man loves you.

Wednesday, April 06, 2005



Dear Secret Admirer,

You are cool. Let's be friends.

Love,
Becky

Monday, April 04, 2005

Today was beautiful. I went down to the river with S to do homework. I worked on my art project for a couple hours and in that time probably half a dozen families brought their children and pets over to inquire about what I was drawing and to coo, "Oooh, isn't that pretty!" I didn't mind the attention, except for the fact that my drawing looked like it could have been done by a child or a pet. It just struck me... They were so interested and excited to see a person with some pencils and a brown portfolio. Living proof that there is something better in the world for their kids than fast food and video games.

And then it occured to me that I could make a killing doing caricatures out there on a sunny Sunday.

(...if I could learn how to do caricatures.)

The rest of the weekend, minus a few toasty sentiments which I care to not care for, has been equally fascinating. Evidence:http://www.angelfire.com/clone/friskin/killeralwayswalks.mov

THE KILLER ALWAYS WALKS.

It's pretty much the greatest movie ever created.

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