Wake Me Up When It's Over

Vivian Jaffe: Have you ever transcended space and time?
Tommy Corn: No. Yes. Uh, time not space. No. I have no idea what you're talking about.

-I Heart Huckabees

Fucking kill me now. I would saw off all of my toes with a dull razor just for it to shoot ahead to next Thursday. That will be my official first day of summer '05. I've got finals this coming week, and of course I'm scheduled to work an assload this weekend so I'm going to have a book glued in my face whenever possible. I'm getting all stressed out talking about it. Fuck it.

Nothing really new lately. I'm currently watching Boogie Nights on some movie station when I should be studying. But what the hell? It's 12:28 am and I'm tired as hell. Speaking of 28, I see that fucking number EVERYWHERE! Is it just me, or does anybody else have a certain number that they see all the time? I see 28 at least 6-7 times a day. Maybe I'm going to die on the 28th of some month...that would be fucked up.

By the way, my title came from a bumper sticker I saw. It was a capital W with a cross through it and said "Wake Me Up When It's Over"...made me laugh.

Here's the part of my blog where I mention that I have nothing to talk about and that I'm going to post pictures.

Studying?


I love the artificial taste of Taco Bell...


Mary likes the head scratcher...maybe a little too much.


Angry that I have to study...this is what my dad looks like when he gets mad. Eyes bulge, mouth puckers...


My precious little bitch


Sorry for the short post, but you'll get over it. Laters for now!