Here's how I fuck up!

-Driving in the wrong lane (getting honked at)
-Leaving my sunglasses at Riley's (having to see the sun)
-Almost breaking the coin machine at the bank (didn't realize it wasn't taking my dime b/c it was Canadian)
-Running to class late (it was cancelled)
-Walking slowly into class (I was late)
-Leaving my book at Connor's (ran out of tabloids to read over lunch)
-Spending a whole lot of time looking at an ad (thought it was a real crossword puzzle)

I don't know. But I think Eureka makes the best tents. There are some nice 2-persons that are less than five pounds!

ALSO It seems like everything that ever happened was really important and made me feel less important for happening.

TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAATTTTTTTTTT"SSSSSSSSS ALLLLLLL.

FUCK Tom Brady.

Scene setting: regular places with regular people.

Trash houses, cafes, beaters, hangovers, shopping malls, rooms with too many chairs, rooms that only have one chair, rooms that just have cushions and no chairs. Bottles, cans (clap your hands?) plates of food: "Are you going to finish that?" HEY! I know this song too! We can all sing along! Thick hazes of smoke are in all the rooms too. Beautiful.

Emelia sez: "You look dead"
Beck sez: "That's why I got these cool sunglasses."

Beck sez: "You don't need textbooks when you're as good at systems of equations as I am."

Beck sez: "But if we go to sleep we won't wake up!"
Connor and Riley turn and look.
Group: (laughter)

Beck bothers, I bother. Yeah. I can admit it, tit-tit. I'm sick. Today I came home and I just ATE. Just, ugh, guh, hug, ate. I still feel like exploding. My belly is protruding.

Beck: "I don't think I can come in, I'm pretty sick."
Boss: "Okay."

Okay. This is how I update a xanga. Here's a bulleted list of things I'm not doing (right now):

-Catching people who don't devote any regular thought to me up on banal day events (Today in class...)
-Filling everyone in on some "radical" discovery or vision that's come to me (Y'know, I realize...)
-Nameless griping and accusation (I just feel like everybody I know...)
-winning
-whining
-zim zam
-zam zim
-zim
-zam

Ugh. SEE: I have to do it this way because I use up all my real words on other things.