broke as i'll ever be...

I should be doing my homework right about now. Yeah...I got some math homework which will probably be a joke. And I have Human Sexuality homework which will probably be fun. So, all in all, between jokes and fun, I should be giggling my little (yet meaty) ass off. But no. I don't want to laugh. Well, I do. But not from homework. I bought a book about orgasms. Called Orgasms. Research purposes, ya know? Well. yeah. And I just finished reading Fight Club. I just want to fucking read my own shit. I fuckin' hate school for this purpose. I have five books I want to read but they will sit on the shelf (pun?) because I gots me some homezworkz to be doin' up in here.

I'm relatively impressed with my ipod's headphones right now. They're still the ones that Andrew gave me--and typically they suck. But I think it's because my ears are void of wax. Typically, the little ear buds do not stay in my ears for shit and I am constantly shoving them down my ear hole so I can listen to a song. But I'm towelin' it up as of current, thus I just cleaned my ears and made them waxless. So I guess they're staying? Ehh...

So, please read Fight Club. It's a very good book, written very well. It makes you cringe. It makes you bite your bottom lip. It makes you want to stop reading only because it's really good. If that makes sense. Every so often a book comes along that makes you feel things in a unique way. And this is one of those books. I look forward to reading more by this Chuck man :)

Ermm....what else? I have Dorito breath. I should never eat Doritos ever again. Who wants to kiss a girl with Dorito breath.

I should put lotion on my body and get crackin' on some math and sex shit.

I know crazy people. Crazy people are in those walls, always talking and looking. They're crazy. Or am I the crazy one?

{I felt like crying

So I swallowed him instead}