its the only song that will like, instantly bring me to tears. moreso now than usual. ughhh so good.

Mmmmm, Bienen Kuchen!

Board's effing slow today. Everyone still on vacay? School's back in session?

shit if i know

i'm home and bored



i really want eggs

Mmmmm! Eggs!

This reminds me of John Waters.

"Eggs! Eggs! I need eggs!"

The Sports Illustrated college cheerleader gallery was totally disappointing. Except for this picture:

I've found that the majority of cheerleaders are butter faces. They have the bods, but always some odd looking face. At my HS, the Dance troupe had all these chicks with great bods and brutal faces, but the straight up rejects were cheerleaders, even one with down syndrome. But their were a couple of smokin hot cheerleaders at University of Chicago.

At work they were playing some crap, and I thought "you know what I want to hear right now? 'Two Tickets to Paradise.'" And that was the next song!

/psychic

Hey, Elasctico, are you going to the TOUCH AND GO FESTIVAL THING?

nope, sold out before I could get a ticket. I will never get to see Big Black/Scratch Acid. Why even live?

Wow, you and Dan have both really failed me here.

Depressing, really.

Dan isn't going either?

you're free to hang out with Steve Albini or something at least.

Maybe I'll fuck those Cocorosie bitches.

I'd stick with the one on the right but whatever floats it for you

Maybe not, then.

i listened to the first half of that last My Chemical Romance cd for the past like hour





what the fuck has my life become

it's the disco infiltrator fo' sho

Tanzan and Ekido were once traveling together down a muddy road. A heavy rain was still falling.

Coming around a bend, they met a lovely girl in a silk kimono and sash, unable to cross the intersection.

"Come on, girl" said Tanzan at once. Lifting her in his arms, he carried her over the mud.

Ekido did not speak again until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he no longer could restrain himself. "We monks don't go near females," he told Tanzan, "especially not young and lovely ones. It is dangerous. Why did you do that?"

"I left the girl there," said Tanzan. "Are you still carrying her?"

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about yourself that you didn't know and may or may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you do not realize is that they are realizing that too and are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job. It is not even close to what you thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared.

You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they weren't so great after all.

You are beginning to understand yourself and what you want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. You love someone but maybe love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person.

One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.

You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while wining the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.

ughhhh, fuck me today sucks.



what the fuck , undo. thats like the most depressingly accurate thing ive ever read.

1 letter out, umb. i fucking letter. 3 replies. someone forwarded my letter. add 2 more profs onto my list. this is getting overwhelming

well done, rappy

in ten minutes i get to find out (lamentably) how i did on my earth science test.

I had a dream that BinLaden was on some reality show about extreme makeovers. They showed how spiffy Saddam was looking since his capture and it provoked Osama to come out of hiding and get himself done up. After three designers and 6 stylists were finished with him, he was all studly and GQ.

Wow, I don't get how I manage to get through tests without paying attention at all. 91%. I am awesome.

yup you are

andyant pooped a marble

I've been doing a lot of copying and pasting in this thread. ^ = Not my writing.

She told me one night when we were lying quiet and cold, something not right.
It had been months since the good times, once there was sun, now there was night.
And she said to me as she turned on the light,
"There's something you don't know keeps me from feeling right.
I once knew a guy, i'd seen him around.
He knew all my friends, he came from town.
One night at a party, we both were there,
He followed me into the bathroom, he grabbed my hair,"
And she said "i still remember just how the floor felt and how my head would hit the tub."

Now where is that robot, is he alive or is he done?
Does he breathe the air that I breathe?
Is he kept warm by the same sun?

Rappy Wordinghood

[mitchells43] i sphink he'll like it

lolololololol.

this thread is depressing today. I googled depressing for the fun of it and the dinosaur comics came up.

This looks really unsafe

i need to leanr how to write

oh yea, and hjow to research proposals just disappear off my computer? HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN

You also need to learn how to type.

Also, why would you crawl under and behind a laptop to connect something? Just close the lid and pick it up. Photo fails on every level aside from showing a hot brunette.

I AM TOTALYL STILL AT WORK IT IS RAINING AND I AM AFRAID TO GO OUTSIDE NATALIE DEE LOOKS NOTHING LIKE I THOUGHT SHE WOULD WHAT THE FUCK.

I thought the exact same thing about ND.

She really needs a dye job. Maybe we should start a fund for her. I guess the art isn't paying too well.

What a horrible look.

hep hep

LOLZ

Oh man. That's a big let down.

I pictured her to be nerdy-cute.

right? me too... i think she used to look like the main character on her site for a while though.

Obviously what I pictured her to look like.

Remind me to have my wife tell you the "HOW NATALEE DEE STOLE CHRISTMAS" story sometime.

I picture Natalie Dee to look like this: