Time Is Of The Essence
Fucking midterms.
Well, until later, why don't ya'll just sign here. (Although it would probably make more of an impact if you were Canadian while signing. Aim for that.)
Well, until later, why don't ya'll just sign here. (Although it would probably make more of an impact if you were Canadian while signing. Aim for that.)
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I... I'm sorry.
Impulsive Compulsive. I have one thing to say.... underground.
Speaking of time and essense, I am reading Proust's "In Search Of Lost Time" this week (it also goes by another title...both of them are about time and seeking it; anyway). Oh it's a beautiful book, so lush, so much like a hug of textery.
Also: Beer exists. And, perhaps tomorrow, a most happyish Friday, I shall sample one such beverage. Well okay, more than one. Although I am at the beginnings of a possible wine phase, so who knows what sort of booze-in-a-cup I'll end up with.
I ramble in an effort to say: hi. I hope you are well.
I did it, I did it...you should be so proud of me.
Maine: Well thank you.
Shadow: Already working on it. But if I told you, I'd have to kill you.
Matt: I'm gradually working my way through "Catcher in the Rye" for the first time, and have realized that that book could not be written for this time, as Holden would be sitting in front of his computer every night posting obscenities on Craig's List's rants and raves.
And no beer for me, I must study.
And Hi!
Porny: I am proud. It's nice when people actually do instead of bitching. I'm fucking sick of people who bitch, but can't even put in the effort to click the mouse. But you know that.
Hey, I clicked the mouse. I petitioned. I have also been told that it's much more effective to write to your MLA and complain to those guys. I think we're NDP though. Does Harper care, when he's not trying to manipulate the plaing field?
And why are those word verifications getting so bloody long?
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