urglesnazzlefraz. yes... that's right. YOU heard me.
my arm is going numb because i've been sitting in the computer lab for the past... *looks at watch* one bazillion years reading other people's blogs. it has come to my attention how totally untalented i am compared to many other people who are posting blogs and how there are probably about six people that actually read mine. and yet i keep on proverbially "keepin' on."
i have a four-hour gap between classes on thursdays. even though school started at the end of august, this is the first week i've actually been on campus for all of those 4 hours. the first week of school there was a very unfortunate incident that involved me going down on my knees on the floor in the library and wanting to crawl into a little hole and die. i think i had food poisoning. last week i went out to lunch with kelly and ended up sprawled on the floor at her apartment trying to pretend i didn't have to go to class. so here i am... probably leaving a permanent impression on this chair... reading other people's journals.
there's something deliciously naughty about reading the blogs of people i don't know for some reason. it's something like reading a note that someone dropped or sneaking a look in a diary that's left on a counter somewhere. i just found out that this one girl who is dating a guy named ed is trying to figure out whether she should live in a minimalist apartment and be professional or fill her apartment full of useless crap. there was another guy who imagines his life with a soundtrack by "Survivor" (who brought us The Eye of the Tiger) and described himself in the past as having weighed "slightly less than a Fiat." Then there was another guy who thinks The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly is the greatest movie ever and posts the most amusing "male enhancement spam" of the day in his blog. they were pretty darn amusing.
isn't it funny how we write things down and shoot them off into cyberspace like people will care? and the funny thing is... people DO care. i hope that girl's relationship with ed works out. i have the eye of the tiger going through my head like it's nobody's business, and i'm still giggling over the "male enhancement spam."
i don't know. it's just a funny thought to me. i'm part of it now... part of the "look at me" mentality of wanting someone in Baton Rouge giggle at something i wrote. it's fun. it's therapeutic. and i'm obviously in good company.
i have a four-hour gap between classes on thursdays. even though school started at the end of august, this is the first week i've actually been on campus for all of those 4 hours. the first week of school there was a very unfortunate incident that involved me going down on my knees on the floor in the library and wanting to crawl into a little hole and die. i think i had food poisoning. last week i went out to lunch with kelly and ended up sprawled on the floor at her apartment trying to pretend i didn't have to go to class. so here i am... probably leaving a permanent impression on this chair... reading other people's journals.
there's something deliciously naughty about reading the blogs of people i don't know for some reason. it's something like reading a note that someone dropped or sneaking a look in a diary that's left on a counter somewhere. i just found out that this one girl who is dating a guy named ed is trying to figure out whether she should live in a minimalist apartment and be professional or fill her apartment full of useless crap. there was another guy who imagines his life with a soundtrack by "Survivor" (who brought us The Eye of the Tiger) and described himself in the past as having weighed "slightly less than a Fiat." Then there was another guy who thinks The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly is the greatest movie ever and posts the most amusing "male enhancement spam" of the day in his blog. they were pretty darn amusing.
isn't it funny how we write things down and shoot them off into cyberspace like people will care? and the funny thing is... people DO care. i hope that girl's relationship with ed works out. i have the eye of the tiger going through my head like it's nobody's business, and i'm still giggling over the "male enhancement spam."
i don't know. it's just a funny thought to me. i'm part of it now... part of the "look at me" mentality of wanting someone in Baton Rouge giggle at something i wrote. it's fun. it's therapeutic. and i'm obviously in good company.
posted by Brenda at 1:33 PM
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