and could all the psychopaths please drop dead? but not before you put me in your wills?
so kurt vonnegut has died, i hear. this makes me sad. and needing to pick up a copy of his memoirs, which talks about the bs that's going on in america right now. you can read an excerpt published on my other blog here. his memoirs are entitled A Man Without a Country, re: living under Bush.
i have been lax in posting, mostly because mom has been home extra long this past weekend so any computer time i got (which was little) was devoted to WoW, not schoolwork or blogging or anything. on the plus side i am now level 23 and have my poisons, and my bro bought me a bunch of new gear, so now i can beat the crap out of things in style.
though tis usually not my way, i have engaged in comment wars on this YouTube video, which everyone who considers him/herself to be my friend or who claims to understand me at all should watch. no questions, just watch. now.
and i love alanis so much. and especially that she's canadian.
fergie just got owned by a canadian! apparently fergie loved it and sent alanis flowers...you know alanis has pwned you when you thank her for it.
that's about it, i suppose. i'm not really coherent enough to talk intelligently any more, so it will have to wait.
as a note on what i did today and yesterday, as that is what blogs are, glorified voyeurism:
yesterday i played WoW all day. not kidding.
today i planted two trees and a rhubarb plant and then went to school and did no schoolwork. then i came home and played wow.
yesterday i also proceeded to have a conversation with travis which, on my part, i am less than proud of. because i didn't need to come to any realizations, i was happy in my bubble, but because of my own stupid neediness i did. this makes no sense and it's not intended to. let stand that i'm pissed off at myself for going past the point of no return.
until the same bat-time, same bat-channel,
you stay classy, san diego
|j|
