random musings IV
since I have the worst writer's block in history at the very worst time imaginable, I'll waste all my time and creative energy on my stupid blog...
-I think about how very close I am to being done with graduate school and free of that anchor keeping me from starting a real life....but then I wonder what is after that? how do I start that real life?
-I wish it was a year ago
-still trying to decide if I can pull off the goatee thing (some guys can and some guys look stupid) or maybe a full beard? just not sure I'm a facial hair kind of guy....clean cut kinda works for me. any feedback, ladies?
-baseball starts in less than 2 weeks and I'm not even all that excited at this point...not sure if thats because of the thesis pressure or being a Cubs fan
-I kinda just want to make out with someone right now and not have it mean anything....is that so wrong?
-really, REALLY wish I was going to Ireland
-I've been dreaming/thinking about/joking about death way too often lately
-you know you have bad writer's block when even a stupid blog about random thoughts is tough to get down
-been thinking about pulling out the old saxophone to see if I still know how to play the damn thing...but then I just remember that I sucked
-I know I'm famous for my vanity (how many of you have caught me staring at myself in a mirror?) but have you ever noticed how you can look really good in one particular mirror but really horrible in another? why?! its the same image, lighting?
-if I can finish the damn thing I think will be less proud of getting my MA than I was when I got my bachelor's from Eastern...maybe cause its not worth alot on its own...but I will have a binded book it UT's library and my name will come up on an author search...that's cool
-I have a serious internet addiction...someone please make me do work or go to bed
(geez..this one was a bit of a downer....stupid thesis)
-I think about how very close I am to being done with graduate school and free of that anchor keeping me from starting a real life....but then I wonder what is after that? how do I start that real life?
-I wish it was a year ago
-still trying to decide if I can pull off the goatee thing (some guys can and some guys look stupid) or maybe a full beard? just not sure I'm a facial hair kind of guy....clean cut kinda works for me. any feedback, ladies?
-baseball starts in less than 2 weeks and I'm not even all that excited at this point...not sure if thats because of the thesis pressure or being a Cubs fan
-I kinda just want to make out with someone right now and not have it mean anything....is that so wrong?
-really, REALLY wish I was going to Ireland
-I've been dreaming/thinking about/joking about death way too often lately
-you know you have bad writer's block when even a stupid blog about random thoughts is tough to get down
-been thinking about pulling out the old saxophone to see if I still know how to play the damn thing...but then I just remember that I sucked
-I know I'm famous for my vanity (how many of you have caught me staring at myself in a mirror?) but have you ever noticed how you can look really good in one particular mirror but really horrible in another? why?! its the same image, lighting?
-if I can finish the damn thing I think will be less proud of getting my MA than I was when I got my bachelor's from Eastern...maybe cause its not worth alot on its own...but I will have a binded book it UT's library and my name will come up on an author search...that's cool
-I have a serious internet addiction...someone please make me do work or go to bed
(geez..this one was a bit of a downer....stupid thesis)
posted by Adam | 1:18 AM
1 Comments:
for you:
Lamb: So, I guess you know why you're here. You want to tell me about it?
Veronica: Okay. [exhales deeply] I confess. [pounds fist] God, you're good! I have no idea why I'm here. But I'm sure my Dad was interested to know why you hauled his daughter in and subjected her to the crime-busting stare for no apparent reason.
Lamb: He didn't need to know that you were here. You're eighteen now, kiddo. You're an adult.
Veronica: Well, that makes one of us. So are you gonna tell me why I'm here, or should I just sit back and enjoy your impression of a mildly-constipated David Caruso?
Lamb: What can you tell me about your relationship with this man? [slides a folder of photos to her]
Veronica: Ah, yes. I remember that summer. He was a roadie for Whitesnake. I was singing backup for Boyz II Men. They said it would never work, but -
Lamb: I'm glad that you find this amusing.
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