Welcome to tomorrow.
On your left, is an image on the caoine.org T-shirts. You know you want one. I sure as hell do. Because of when paychecks fall, I didn't have the cash at the time for a drew "shut up shut up shut up" shirt. But I'll be damned if I am going to pass this one up. There is just something about acquiring really fucking cool T-shirts. And I mean unique fucking cool T-shirts. So far, I have the ph33r the cute one's shirt from MT, my f&$#ing ray of sunshine shirt, the condescending one, the I like you (I'll kill you last) shirt, and like two others. This by far beats my typical selection of polo shirts. It's a lot more expressive, and a lot more relaxing.
Today was crazy, and only got crazier from Instructional Design onward. After putting in time at work, I realized I needed to eat something. Just like that, hunger was finally born inside of me, and for the first time in a few days I decided food would be good. So I went, and I got food. Food made Jakob happy. Actually, it was pretty crappy food, so I blame tonight's headache on it. After work was Spanish Club, and one of the members there is a web design chica. Rarity to find those with web pages and technologically cool like that. :)
Now that I wrote a lil something to put my journaling mind at ease, it is time to settle in for a nice long night of homework, emails, correspondence, homework, distractions, homework, and other things. (Notice a trend?)
Feral Velocity looms on the horizon
Confidential to Marce: Sorry bout the call if it woke anyone. You must have fallen asleep and left the CPU on or something. MSG when you can.
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