Spaghetti. 6704

12:33 pm
MOOD: Subtle. Whatever that is supposed to mean.
MUSIC: Soap (Mukala, Fiction)

One day while talking with Dr. Archibald, Larry confronts one of his deepest fears. If my lips ever left my mouth, packed a bag and headed south, that'd be too bad, i'd be so sad. If my lips said "adios! i don't like you, i think you're gross," that'd be too bad, i might get mad. If my lips moved to Duluth, left a mess and took my tooth, that'd be too bad, i'd call my dad.

Glasses of the day:
yea Bohall lent me his reading glasses, it's kind of cool except for they look too much like him, and i dont think it'll work out too well that way :P. I better not get a headache from these. I really got to get my own pair. These are cool, cause it distorts the field of vision and i have trouble walking straight, it is Soooooo sweet that i want to ..* um, i dunno. Enjoy the picture.

CS Class today:
Dr. Bjork: I can't think of any reason you would want to make a public instance variable.. you might come up with a good reason.. just like you might have a good reason to stand up in the middle of chapel, and start screaming 4-letter words.. There might be some case though..
Greg stands up and yells: AMEN!
Dr. Bjork: Yes! Just like that! Although um.. that's not the point..

*if you know what i was about to say, shame on you :P

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