2004-11-15
2:56 p.m.
cutting class again and goofing off in the library. i'd goof off at home, but i don't feel like being there, either. bad bad bad.
tomorrow will be the first day in months that i will not be obligated to get up and go anywhere or do anything. i don't have class tomorrow and i'm scheduled to have the day off of work. i will not be answering the phone if work or anyone from work calls. i will spend the day in pajamas reading a book, and, if i am so inclined, i will peel myself out of bed and work on one of my projects for Digital Paint class.
or seek out a source of absinthe. i've always been very curious about the purported creativity-by-intoxication that comes with the drink. though i must admit i am a little apprehensive about some of the side effects, in particular - hacking pieces of one's body off and mailing them to prostitute ex-girlfriends after they dump you.
ah, you only live once. and i haven't yet gotten anything for my prostitute ex-girlfriend for christmas. it's not like i haven't got a spare ear.