Feeds:Friday, Finals Week
"Those weren't dates; those were love odysseys." - Drew, 6/13
You know, I think I update the links page more often than this one. 'Pink Triangle' has replaced 'The Good Life' as my favorite song by Weezer. It's such an absolutely great song. I've listened to it something over twenty times in the past 16 hours, six of which I spent sleeping.
This paper is ugh. Not only is it due in paper form an hour and a half before I thought it was, but I keep relapsing into despair. It's no good. Of course, my 'tussle with the fuzz', as Geoff puts it, didn't help either. You see, Nancy is very much a pyro, and had a whole bunch of fireworks, so we were going to set them off in the park. We did this at a bit past two in the morning. It was the least bright thing I've done all quarter, I'd say. You know, bottle rockets sound a lot like gunshots. And incidentally, parks close long before two in the morning and fireworks are illegal in Chicago. Ergo, we got fined.... after standing around in the cold for almost three quarters of an hour. I have a court date for the sixth of January. Fun, huh? Geoff and Antoine, who had tagged along, also got tickets. Good think Geoff, who was the only one who had been drinking, did a good job of acting sober. I found out afterward that he was actually pretty sloshed. *headshake* What a crazy night.
"Everyone's a little queer; well, can't she be a little straight?"
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