| sidslang ( @ 2006-07-26 14:16:00 |
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| Current music: | Blur - Tender |
Tie yourself to the mast, my friend, and the storm will end...
It's been a week, but there hasn't been much to say. Thesis work plods along, money dwindles, I eat too much, and I never see anybody anymore. The usual, you know...
Pilips did come up last week, though. None of you know him, of course, but he's an old friend and housemate from my undergrad days. He's doing his Masters in Paleontology at Carleton, which is pretty much like wearing a t-shirt that reads HUMONGOUS GEEK on your chest at all times. And yet he always manages long-term relationships with cute, smart, well-adjusted girls (well, sometimes well-adjusted, anyway), and gets to go to Bermuda and snorkel around tide-pools doing "research". Bugger. Nonetheless, he stayed here, we played hours of "Return of the King" on PS2 (Give those Orc fuckers the Balrog's Gambit, man!) and saw some mutual friends at the bar. We'll see if he remembers to send me his pics. Some visual stimulation would break up the monotony and inevitable self-loathing of the
sidslang LJ. And yes, I just user-linked myself. You wanna make something of it?
Might go see Blue Rodeo at Edfest on Friday, we'll see. Probably gonna take today off, go grocery shopping, collect my thoughts in little glass jars with holes poked in the lids. Probably end up watching "Brokeback Mountain" and then fall asleep clutching a pillow and lamenting the grand, abiding futility of another day of this foul Year of Our Lord, 2006...
I feel like pizza. So cut me into eight slices and put me into a cardboard box...