So, today I ate:
a fried bologna sandwich for breakfast (on moldy bread no less)
a halfa bagel with cheese for lunch
a halfa bagel with bologna for dinner
and a bag of popcorn and some mini twix.
This is what the end of the semester does to me.
Also, I probably like to say the f word a lot more than I should. Part of me feels extreme guilt over this. Part of me says, "aw fuck it."
Newly added:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ysfQjKKi70
It goes with my feelings about the f word. It also goes with the way my apartment is decorated :)
And that's the way we get by, it's the way we get by.
