Last update:

2006-06-06
11:29 a.m.
Bi-Polar version 15

Even more of my psychotic ramblings

I'm listening to: the Luckiest Guy on the Lower East Side, by the Magnetic Fields ^_^

jungle of hate


whatever


I slept in and didn't have time to shower, I will do so after class, and my hair smells like cigarette smoke! That is a strange old familiar feeling. I'm not sure I like it.
So I go to class, go by the post office, change, go to the gym, then come back and wash the cigarette smell out of my hair.

I go to Virginia this weekend . . . . oh well. whatever

off to class!