let it feed

ok, so the internet in my new ice-apartment is very slow, and as a result i really can't post pictures. oh well. looks like the unveiling of the scary, million-legged bug seth found in the sink this morning will have to wait.

anyhow, in recent positive news, i coughed up something (a gremlin) that looked like it shouldn't be living in the recess of my lungs, survived a terribly impossible physics exam, failed a chem quiz (maybe), made a few friends at school by "showcasing" my personality, which is essentially demonstrating how many grapes i can fit in my mouth at once (2), decided i need to kidnapp my dog from my parents, and recently found the cord that connects my camera to my pornographic newspaper, which in turn, i can tape to my computer and download things onto an internet. things are looking up.

however, this whole picture-via-porn taped to my slow computer operation is seemingly on hold until time warner pulls there butt out of their butt and gets over here.

also, looking through the pictures from new hampshire i realize that sheena is still gone. hmm. i guess i didn't think that through when i helped mer move to a different state. so, i think i can speak for the group here and say that we miss sheena very much, and if i weren't married to the sea, i would love her (physically).

i have to stop fantasizing about lee majors. oh, maybe one more.

ok, so have found a way to post pictures and talk about my ever-so-boring life. woopie fucking doopie. if i had my druthers, this post would be about moving into my new apartment and would be animated with about 20 pictures from the recent bon-voyage trip for sheena. i might have even included all the neat pictures of uhaul trucks (my new obsession) and make note of the fact that while there are many designs on these trucks, i got arkansas soil (again!!!) for my truck and proceeded to get in a wreck while moving. however, as people may or may not know, moving is a god damn hassle and i cannot find the cord that connects my camera-machine and my broken-as all-fucking-shit computer-blowjob-machine. so now i'm using seth's computer (which is so much better than my computer i want to pee in my own mouth as punishment for using such a hunk of junk for the past year). so i can't post the pics i want. i can only work with some of the pics i have recently taken wit my willard. so i'll make due with what i have and briefly bring people up to speed. and then i'll pee.


right, so this is my new living room. it is quite nice, except for the fact that we moved into it. as you can see, it is surrounded with man crap. not a single bort among us has the time to pull our shit together at the asscrack of night, so for the time being this is what we got.



and this is my new room. if you can't see, there are tissues everywhere because i am really sick and i have been eating many, many tissues to regain my strength. i also tried to make myself some potato leek soup, but it tastes like shit because i can't find any stupid salt because the salt is packed somewhere. anyhow, i like my room (even though it's pink) except for the fact that there is a draft that comes in through the window that gives me a cold.


so what will i do tonight as my friends gallavant around the woods of new hampshire? well, i'll probably study physics, because i have to study physics. or maybe if i'm feeling frisky, i'll study chemistry and take a bath in the toilet as a refresher. hmmm...for a saturday night, this i do not like. you know what i also don't like? getting a fucking C on my calculus midterm! what the hell? i thought i did really well, and even ventured so far as to say to my classmates that i thought it was easy. sweet goddamned christ.


now is the time in the program where i update you about the past month. well let's see...i had shingles. that was nice and terrible.


and while i moved into an apartment, i actually live in here...a giant classroom where i learn about things that have nothing to do with wanting to be a doctor. and i look at douchbags talk about douchbag things, which is really annoying. anyhow, i'll post about this later. if you would really like to know more about columbia douchbags you can read a comment i made on claire's blog about a recent encounter in calculus.


and right, i had fucking shingles.


but i did manage to fashion this sign while driving home from new hampshire last month, so that was nice.


it was particuarly nice seeing how it diverted me from the tree i drunkenly implanted in my left hand while trying to manually chop wood for our smores fiasco.


and what else is new....claire and seth went shopping. that was nice.


there is much more and i will post more about not being in a bad mood when i find my camera cord. for now, let's remember the first camping trip and the wonders of not being a student. god speed little doodles.