Saturday 111498,1136pHST
My scanner really sucks. What does one expect from a $199 scanner?
This was my first Saturday off from work in months....hell maybe even years. I spent the day at my mom's house alone with Lyka rumaging through old photos. I never realized how many photos we accumulated in my childhood years. Over three large drawers full. So I stole some. Like I said I ran out of photos to scan so old stuff is just as good and new stuff right?
Here I am all delirious on our infamous zeebra couch. It's still around after over 20 years residing in our downstairs living room. It was one of those reversable couches. One side of the cushion was this zeebra print sbown here. The other side was this textured patent leather. Wonderful peices of furniture they thought up in the late 70's. You can't find any of those ingenious home furnishings today at Peir 1, JC Penny's or where ever else they sell furniture nowadays.
In all honesty I can't remember the events of the past two days. Probably because most of it was spent at the club. I worked a full 11 hours there on Thursday and 4 hours in the club dining room on Friday.
Crap. I just remembered. I missed class on Friday because I was friggin late. I got to campus at about 935a at the lab classroom only to find it deserted. I walked out into the hallway wondering where the fuck everyone was. Veterans day threw off my whole schedule. I started to sprint towards the alternative meeting place in Kuykendal Hall but the auditorium there was being used by some computer class. It was 945a by the time I got there and concluded that they must be at the Mainstage. But fuck! It would take me another 5 minutes to get there and I didn't think my out of shape body would be able to sprint uphill to the theater.
So I blew class off and ate breakfast at the campus corner eating some really raunchy peach crepes and grape-cran juice. Basically I woke up extra early, drove about 20 miles and sprinted to 2 different locations on campus only to give in to laziness. Add into that GLUTTONY for eating that sugary high fat lo-vitamin meal.
Made up my Xmas list:
The boy just came back from walking the dog and has informed me the dog killed a poor bunny that was out loose in a yard somewhere. FUCK that stupid dog. Poor bunny! And the bastard (the boy) just left it there without telling the owner. WHERE THE HELL ARE YOUR MORALS?
This has got to be grounds for a breakup. Right??????
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