"They're tired of rock-n-roll, no bother telling them that drum machine ain't got no soul"
I:
Have congestion and a man voice despite not being sick.
Am sore from Army PT yesterday.
Am overly full from the delish spagetts and meatballs I just made.
Alejandro:
Popped a blood vessel in his eye.
Sprained his ankle.
Is stressing over his stalker.
Mayda:
Is having a mental breakdown after putting tape on her dorm room walls that doesn't come off.
We're pretty much a hot mess around here. My apartment and my classes are great though. Psych 101 is especially fun. Freud was such a dick. How are ya'll doin?
CARL
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"Freud was such a dick"
classic.
I'm afraid those kids who are unconcerned with the fact that drum machines got no soul are not my kinds of kids. I am back to the point where I require more of my music than an 808 and a mildly talented, mostly synthesized voice.
Otherwise, I have spent the first two weekends of sophomore year in brooksville. I have given up on the classics, and am reading 21st century vagina dribble (p.s. I love you, assorted meg cabbot, the devil wears prada, etc.) I am ecstatic about the ease with which I have gone through my first two weeks of classes, and am absolutely terrified that the shit is about to hit the fan, big time. My calc II teacher speaks very poor, broken english.
K.D.
I read a little oscar wilde before class started, but other than that it was 21st century post-apocalyptic action and sex infused Margaret Atwood novels. Love her.
CARL
"We're all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."
Our counseling professor (who is actually a grad student but I call her a professor anyway) actually said something along the lines of "And Freud just thought everyone wanted to have sex with their mothers, once you start practicing you learn that's mostly not true"
I've been quitting my job, wishing I could quit the research lab I'm in and falling slightly behind in reading for classes. Also, I've been accidentally washing half a load of my clothes and half a load of kyles clothes with a tube of lipstick then faking ignorance about what the pink shit all over our clothes was.
If I ever read all my stuff for class I want to read more Atwood, I loved Orxy and Crake.
Wonky COMMA
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