Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Buzzes like a fridge
so, I have had things run through my head. I am anxious. I run around so much from point A to point B, I keep thinking I will forget something as I leave the house and I will be devastated. Things like: my monthly pass, metro card, cell phone, a textbook, my clothes. Yes, my clothes. I keep thinking that I will forget to put clothes on and I won't realize it until I get to the office when everyone is staring at me and my flesh. And I'm not sure if the reaction will be positive. And then I'll have a panic attick when I look down and the only things covered are my feet. sigh.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Pink roses on black panties
Yup.
It has been way too long. I stumbled upon some old e-mails that I have sent people. Funny how things change. Funny what words mean. Especially when words are all two people have. Funny how my underwear is black with pink roses. I have lost twenty pounds since March of '09. Random. But funny. My unnecessary English class has me freewriting to improve my skills at life. Well, I really dislike this English class. It sets me back about four years. But it does make me feel smart because I surpass expectations. Anyway, I thought I would write something. Ya know what else is funny? Steve Guttenberg is a spokesmen for train safety. How desperate is his career that he tells me to watch the gap between the train and the platform. Well, Steve Guttenberg, has-been of the '80's, if you say so, I guess I will try not to slip my huge ass down that tiny slit. It made me giggle while waiting for the train today. Even though I was gagging on the poop air. I thought one of the stationary trains had something wrong with it, because there was an awful stench in the air. Eventually I realized the cesspools were being emptied out, and it was actual shit that I smelt...not something that smelt like it. I was gagging for twenty minutes. I had visions of lazy, fat crackheads "pinching their loaf" as Dr. Paul would say. Ew. Gross. But now it's kind of funny.
It has been way too long. I stumbled upon some old e-mails that I have sent people. Funny how things change. Funny what words mean. Especially when words are all two people have. Funny how my underwear is black with pink roses. I have lost twenty pounds since March of '09. Random. But funny. My unnecessary English class has me freewriting to improve my skills at life. Well, I really dislike this English class. It sets me back about four years. But it does make me feel smart because I surpass expectations. Anyway, I thought I would write something. Ya know what else is funny? Steve Guttenberg is a spokesmen for train safety. How desperate is his career that he tells me to watch the gap between the train and the platform. Well, Steve Guttenberg, has-been of the '80's, if you say so, I guess I will try not to slip my huge ass down that tiny slit. It made me giggle while waiting for the train today. Even though I was gagging on the poop air. I thought one of the stationary trains had something wrong with it, because there was an awful stench in the air. Eventually I realized the cesspools were being emptied out, and it was actual shit that I smelt...not something that smelt like it. I was gagging for twenty minutes. I had visions of lazy, fat crackheads "pinching their loaf" as Dr. Paul would say. Ew. Gross. But now it's kind of funny.
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