4-21-99 12:15 PM W
Ugh. Shirelle drove by and flipped me off this morning after she left in a huff when I told her she didn't know when to shut up. Then she followed me to school. I told her she couldn't see the forest through the trees, and I kept walking. Everything is an absurd mess. I'm tired. I doubt this party is a very good idea. Oh, well. The wheels are in motion now. Seems like the people I wanted to come can't come, though. Whatever. Two Across in the crossword today was "X-rated movie director's take?" and the answer turned out to be "GROSSINCOME." I don't get it. I went to the lounge to wonder aloud in front of other teachers if "COME" was the operative word in that pun. Whatever. I had coffee and a ham and cheese croissant for breakfast, so I skipped lunch. Loren Mulroney asked me if I'd help her with her resume. I said I'd be happy to. I told her about the party. She said she was going to San Diego. I told Anna about the party. She said she had to work. I told Drew about the party. He said he's having one of his own. Tim hasn't called back. Whatever. Whatever. Geek boy. I want to drink. Fuck [pencil sketch of Anais Nin's face] Fuck What else? I looked over my class's state exams. "Dismal" is the first word that comes to mind. Whatever. I want out, but out to what? Florelle gave me a ride to the credit union yesterday. I deposited thirteen thousand dollars and kept the other seven hundred for myself to have fun with. Think I'll stay out after class tonight and get drunk. I do not want to deal with Shirelle. Dion from Book Pals is coming today. I should tell her about the BBQ. I walked out of the house all pissed off and forgot to bring the party flier. I slammed my keyboard, too. Shirelle said she was going to some other party. I said, "Good. I'll have more fun without you anyway. I'm glad." Fuck her. I've had it. I always hook up intimately with the wrong women. Because I don't have the balls or the self-esteem or the car to forge a relationship with the right woman.
Ugh. Shirelle drove by and flipped me off this morning after she left in a huff when I told her she didn't know when to shut up. Then she followed me to school. I told her she couldn't see the forest through the trees, and I kept walking. Everything is an absurd mess. I'm tired. I doubt this party is a very good idea. Oh, well. The wheels are in motion now. Seems like the people I wanted to come can't come, though. Whatever. Two Across in the crossword today was "X-rated movie director's take?" and the answer turned out to be "GROSSINCOME." I don't get it. I went to the lounge to wonder aloud in front of other teachers if "COME" was the operative word in that pun. Whatever. I had coffee and a ham and cheese croissant for breakfast, so I skipped lunch. Loren Mulroney asked me if I'd help her with her resume. I said I'd be happy to. I told her about the party. She said she was going to San Diego. I told Anna about the party. She said she had to work. I told Drew about the party. He said he's having one of his own. Tim hasn't called back. Whatever. Whatever. Geek boy. I want to drink. Fuck [pencil sketch of Anais Nin's face] Fuck What else? I looked over my class's state exams. "Dismal" is the first word that comes to mind. Whatever. I want out, but out to what? Florelle gave me a ride to the credit union yesterday. I deposited thirteen thousand dollars and kept the other seven hundred for myself to have fun with. Think I'll stay out after class tonight and get drunk. I do not want to deal with Shirelle. Dion from Book Pals is coming today. I should tell her about the BBQ. I walked out of the house all pissed off and forgot to bring the party flier. I slammed my keyboard, too. Shirelle said she was going to some other party. I said, "Good. I'll have more fun without you anyway. I'm glad." Fuck her. I've had it. I always hook up intimately with the wrong women. Because I don't have the balls or the self-esteem or the car to forge a relationship with the right woman.
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