patrickpants

wowee, it looks like another page filled with comments on my extremely popular blog.

that was sarcasm.

if only my website were a directional proponent to instigating conversation, deep wonderment and employees. also, it would be cool if it had like, it’s own currency. but the only way you could earn the currency was by like… dancing. then everyone would be a dancer! dancing the whole night through! but I guess that wouldn’t work out because not everyone is made for dancing and dancing isn’t made for everyone.

pity.

Working at ACS doesn’t really seem like working to me. I mean, if anything, it’s monitoring.
I think it’s because of the jobs I’ve had in the past where I actually worked. Kinda makes me feel bad. Or lazy.

Well, in retrospect, I guess it balances out.
Messing up my sleeping schedule and fixing that chaos is a whole lot of work in itself.

I had a very boring 5 hour dream in the 5 hours I slept, it was so disappointing.
I was waiting for the bus. Nothing happened, I was just sitting there wondering where the bus was. I think I may have flipped a coin a few times, but honestly, I woke up more tired and frustrated than I was before.

I really should go to class today. I probably won’t though, because of sleep and my unquenched sleep deprivation. But I should go to class. I’ve gone to my linguistics class 5 times this semester, and only 2 of those have been in the last 2 weeks. I’ll work it out though; gotta pass all my classes.

yawwwwwn.

Perhaps I’ll take a nap at work today. Or maybe I’ll take a couple naps. Or perhaps 6 naps. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

Has anyone else noticed that it’s autumn? Autumn sucks. It’s cold and stupid and everything around you is dying a cold miserable death. Also; you have to wear those stupid sweaters and coats. They totally suck as when it’s all cold and you wear them. I mean… I can understand wearing them around the waist. Kat, the second series Pink Ranger, wore sweaters around the waist. So did most of the other cast. That’s because it’s cool, and everyone else is just jealous. But I mean wearing them over your frontal chestal regions is a little embarassing, and always leaves me hating this damn season even more. Next we have that stupidass winter season for eternity.

I wish it was summer.
I haven’t slept in a long time. I fell asleep on the train, and it was awkward; I had a dream about hugging a moving express train.
And I kept hitting my head against the window.

I also donated blood today because I’m dumb, and never seem to realize how tired it makes me. The free food is just so damn enticing (especially since I have not too much at all of a lot of food left in the place I inhabit.) The lady who was taking my blood was crazy and kept talking about celebrities I didn’t know. But I got free cookies and a free shirt. And I don’t remember what day it is it it is.

I also need to call my landlord and tell him about the two broken items in the apartment, cuz Will moved out and took care of the keys to the mailbox (after for forever…) so that leaves the other items up to me. I’ll probably take care of it tomorrow because I’m going to be tired as a mouse hit with elephant tranquilizer when I get back tonight.

Well… It’s 12. My next class is at 2. Perhaps I can fall asleep in the library or someplace else and get ENERGIZERED enough to actually complete my presentation on Halo successfully infront of the ENTIRE 8TH GRADE CLASS. I mean, college kids that love WoW. I mean, wait, what’s the difference?

After that, I tutor. And then I sleep.

I hope.

I sigh.

What a hellish night! Holy bujeezus, I seriously thought I would never catch a break. I only had to make like eleventy thousand billion seven hundred and fifty eight phone calls saying how I screwed everything up.

Even though I didn’t screw everything up, things just weren’t set up like they normally are when I come in, and so, apparently, I broke it.

You know what child’s game is kinda cruel and sad? That cookie game. It’s all about blame and deceit.

“Who stole the cookies from the cookie jar?
You stole the cookies from the cookie jar!
Who me?
Yeah, you!
Couldn’t be!
Then who?!”

How very, very sad. C’mon kids, if I didn’t steal the cookie from the cookie jar, obviously you don’t know how to properly layer your clothes.

Speaking of layers, have you seen the new Betty Spaghetty dolls? They are screaming lawsuit for exposing so much skin and extra flexibility. Seriously, what are toy makers marketing to children these days? It seems like nothing but pornography and original sin, spaghetti straps here, tainted apples there, pokemon and playing cards… what is the world coming to? I blame the mayor.

Woah. Calm down Big Mambo Mama with two hands on a sword, and stirring soup with the sword. It’s only Monuesday. Calamity of the Wicked, it seems.

Kakattekonkai is the biggest slithering snake dragon lady song on the radio waves in the prime time of the moon key lime pie. You know you love it. Alligators too. With their gross and dangerous. Damn them.

I’m skipping class today so I can sleep from the hellish night this has been.
Trust me when I tell you about the Ides of March. It’s serious business. Also, I need to sleep the rings. I mean. You are the one that can’t wear…. shoes… it’s not my fault that I sleep with socks on.

today is a new day! I can feel it in my veins (even if my fingers are cut somehow… damn my nailbeds suck.)

water tastes good. today’s good fortune will not be in vain.

I’m tired, though. it will work over, but I have class until 3 today. perhaps I’ll make room for a nap.

mmm, nap.