November 19, 2005
Fast Times
It's been a long time. Long time no see, as the people in the bodega said to me every day. School is ridiculously easy, especially after all they put us through on the gulf coast.
I have a car now, which makes dating much simpler. Actually it only makes the process of dating easy, the date itself is still complicated and awkward. I wish I could skip the whole drill and meet a beautiful woman in a nice place (not a bar) and she'd think I was beautiful too but in a manly way. Then we could chill at home and do nothing. That's right, I enjoy doing nothing.
I'm thinking of marrying Jennifer Connelly or Jamie Pressly- I'm assuming they're both single and if they're not then lalala I can't hear you. Jennifer Connelly in "A Beautiful Mind" is damn close to being the perfect woman, and Jamie Pressly is obviously in love with me already, that's less work for me. Call me, Jamie. Mix your milk with my cocoa puffs. What? My hump my hump my hump. "What Dreams May Come" is another good movie.
I can't drink any more, I get a hangover every time. I've adjusted my lifestyle to allow for drinks on weekends only but sometimes there is a special occasion, such as last Tuesday night. Wednesday morning found me useless. My brain did not function whatsoever. I was staring blankly at schematics and wiring diagrams and none of it made any sense to me at all. I'm the only one in my class so I can't just blend into the background on days like those, I stick out quite obviously. I couldn't answer anything right, and I had lost all my wits, and I could only laugh. It was the stupidest I've ever been. My instructor would ask me a question, and rather than answer I'd just start laughing because I had no idea. So the new rule (with no exceptions) is:
#1) No Drinking During the Week, Ever.
My wallet got stolen on Thursday. I lost my drivers license, my ID, my credit card, my cash, my room key, and worst of all my 911 ID. That's what I call it; its an ID card from the WTC on September 10, 2001. I had a job interview in Tower One on September 11 which I ended up rescheduling for the 10th. When you went into the towers they would issue visitors a plastic photo ID card, and I kept mine in light of the circumstances. Now its gone. I replaced everything else but the cash, and I cancelled the credit card which had no extra charges, but my new ID card has the worst picture I've ever taken. It couldn't possibly be any worse. Its embarrassing to show it. Damn it. My hump my hump my hump. What? Damn.
Posted by K
Comments
So you lost the ID of you and your stash huh? damn! Oh well. It was a good pic even tho you didn't think so. Well, I got a car now too... 02 Saturn SC2 3 door coupe. Its nice... with a nice payment too! Call me some time... I have so much extra time to sit and drink with Curlew. oh and SGT Johnson is here now too... and Barry.
Posted on November 20, 2005 5:02 AM