Santa he's a big fat fuck...went and got his fat ass stuck

"Last Christmas I gave you my heart, the very next day you gave it away"

I am getting tired of my old format for my blog, with short little statements as opposed to actual coherent statements, so I have decided to make this entry different. I made a Chrsitmas cd last night with John and I believe it is a pretty damn good mix. We have some stuff from all walks of music, except rap of course because that isn't music. I spent most of the night doing that, so I didn't accomplish anything of actual merit at all, but it was still fun. After getting fucked over on social doc, it felt good to do something that required no academic thinking. I won't explain in detail about social doc, but if you really want to know ask me sometime and I will bitch about it ad nausem.

I am starting to wonder if I can write lyrics anymore. I am having trouble finding a subject that interests me for a song and I am tired of the same old themes being told time and time again. I want to tell a story in my lyrics, but I am having trouble with constructing a coherent timeline of events in a story. It's my own problem, I'll deal somehow.

I dressed up as an eskimo last night as part of my anthropology final, I was actually graded on it. I pinned fun onto my hoodie and wore moccasins, quite the cheap eskimo. One kid rolled around in the creek and lake on campus to cover himself in mud, then he smeared clay and charcoal on himself to dress as a native american tracker. That kid is so fucked up. Most of the costumes were low budget, we even had 3 santas....who of course have everything to do with anthropology. The best part though, was the party we had after we all presented our projects...tons of food, tons of drink and of course...my anthro teacher dressed as an African. That was fucking scary as hell, seeing a 60 year old woman dressed as an African, she will haunt my nightmares for years to come. She was such a piss poor teacher...giving her a negative review was so easy and kinda gratifying.

I like reading people's blogs, it is incredibly informative and entertaining. When procrastinating work, reading that someone else is doing the same makes me feel not so alone in the world.hehe.

Avenue Q TICKETS!!!!!!!MY BROTHER RULES!

Song Of The Day: Beach Boys- Little Saint Nick

A Walk In The Park

"You're living in America at the end of the millenium"

My cursor is now snoopy with a wagging tail...and I am proud of it

Out of all the projects I have done this year, the documentary of Hunterdon County was by far the hardest yet most fun

America is obsessed with car accidents

I got tickets to Rent for my entire family...my conservative father will love it

This has been a very uneventful week for the sheer fact that I have spent it in front of a computer doing work, therefore this blog has not been updated

I still have nothing to say, but I feel a need to update it anyways

Writing is theraputic

Opinion Time: What is your favortie plan for Christmas break?

Last day of class tommorrow...LET ME THE FUCK OUT

It takes 3,546 licks to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie roll pop...no more, no less

I am so tired of writing papers, I just want to write for pleasure

I vacummed today...as a study break

Nobody likes Monopoly

There's a fine fine line

There is always a discrepensy between what is ideal and what is real

Song Of The Day: Rent- La Vie Boheme