Red wine is the lamp post of iniquity.

[jackshoegazer]

There is a terrarium of turtles next to my desk.  And one fish named Firefox.

Today is the day of work, without the job part of it.  I must wash dishes and laundry and clean up from the rambunctious weekend, finish my application for the University of Wisconsin-Madison.  I still have to figure out what I'm going to write in my essay.

Yeah, hi.  I want to go to your school.  I promise to not slack off and publish a lot and bring high prestige to your institution.  I totally rule, I swear.

For the record... The Transporter 2 has beautifully clever and choreographed fight scenes.  The rest completely blows chunks.  The chase scenes in The Island were better. The required-by-law "hot" girl of the film was fubckIng nasty.  Save your money.  The first Transporter was waaaaaay better.  Though, we did come up with a good marketing tagline....  UZIs : Ugly Guns for Ugly Girls. So, I hereby award this movie with a boat-load of stinky fish and a super hot chick.

Also, Amy's Vegetarian Chili is great.

I think it's too early to wax philosophical.  I have a wine headache that registers .4 on the Richter scale.  That means it's small.

Fine, enough procrastinating.

Ug.

Comments

[antarcticlust.livejournal.com]

I have faith in you. I always hate these sorts of exercises, though they're occasionally valuable in the end.

Besides, I thought narcissists liked talking about themselves! ;)

[jackshoegazer.livejournal.com]

I hate talking about myself.

Therefore, I am no narcissist.

[antarcticlust.livejournal.com]

You should schedule a photo-session with them!

"This is me with orange hair, when I worked at the gas station..."

"Really? What's that pacifier for?"

"Um...well, let me tell you about Rave culture."

(Hours later...)

"Fascinating! We're letting you in to school based on the fact that you totally kick ass!"

[jackshoegazer.livejournal.com]

I should send them a PowerPoint slideshow instead of an essay :P

[antarcticlust.livejournal.com]

I read about how they HATE that stuff...no "writing your essay in frosting on cupcakes," either.

Unless it's Goddard, of course.