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MEMORIES.

FUTURE PIZZA

Alright, I'll let you in on a big secret: the future is not awesome. And let me tell you why: because frozen pizza is still disgusting. In fact, it's getting worse. And pizza is a good indicator of what to look forward to--if they're making it possible to make a SLICE of pizza, but it still tastes like cardboard, what can we expect for our fucking jet-packs (overused future reference--maybe I should have said moving sidewalks and flying cars). Seriously, who doesn't like pizza (I don't want to meet you, ever), and how the fuck is it not only getting better? Tell me anything I just said doesn't follow any logical thought process (I won't listen).

I'm just saying, if we can't even make automatic pizza taste great, all hope's lost. World peace? Forget it. So go hang yourself and get it over with, because microwave-a-slice-of-pizza is gross and the world is over.

Wait, what did I really expect from a freezer? NOT TO WASTE FIVE DOLLARS. I know--that's a lot to ask in these hard economic times. I wasn't even looking for nourishing, make-you-feel-good food (there is something green on top, but who knows what color it was before they dyed it green), just a fucking good slice of pizza that takes less than a commercial break to make. Why is that so hard, technology? Peace out, future.

P.S. Yeah, I still ate it. ...Also, I feel sick now.

FADE

SNEEK PREEK:

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Last (CMH) Sword Heaven show tonight @ Brbn!

ALL OF THE SPRING BREAK KICK OFF AND GO.

lvu2

yep.

nothing brings me like you bring me

broken

Not so comfy in my pocket, I suppose.

list #1

so soon,

spring break! 12 days to:

-bleach and dye hair

-sort through shit

-send stuff to austin and call ez

-actually go out, keep plans, and not back out because of school

-more graduation paperwork

-celebrate mollie's birthday at thai orchid/sweatin', and make sure saturday night is awesome

-book tickets for a week-long portland visit in june

-try my cooking competition entries

-sleep with andrea... all puns intended (spring break sleepoversss)

-finish the drawings on my prints and photograph them

-watch more movies with jake and go hiking in the rain

-say goodbye to noa

-visit mk & joshua

-get tattoos

-so many more things to do that i will never remember...

nervous for finals tomorrow. gonna read more and get some sleep, (i hope).

spring break = spring cleaning

I wonder if I'll be on that 'hoarders' TV show. So, I'm going to take a break after this unit of insanely time-consuming quadratic graphing problems that I don't want to do. By break, I mean astronomy homework. Ughhh.

Ahahaha! Travel to Columbus! OBV.

the sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new

Wow, I can't believe how much shit is fucking going on, even in Columbus, this weekend. I can think of 20 things (which is rare with my short-term memory) for today, tomorrow, Saturday and Sunday just in-city. WTF? I got a lot done today, but I've still got so much more to do. I feel like I'm in hiding. Hopefully on Saturday I can go to Trinity's birthday and then Berry's opening for a second and to drop off some food on the 3rd floor. I'm probably gonna skip Scion. Boo. Eric even wants to take me to oysters on Monday night, and I'm guessing I'm going to have to ask to wait a week (again, I'm swy). BAH! I really want these $1 oysters at Rigsby's--I found out about this like 2 months ago!

Fuck yeah, at least, that I graduate next quarter! Meeting with my advisor, getting that petition to graduate, etc. Tuesday morning. THEN I can eat all the seafood ever (gimme a coast!). YESH. K, that made me feel better. Also, this:

We were searching for that (aforementioned) box in my storage room last night, and Jake said he found something that I probably missed, and couldn't find (since middle school?). The best part is not that he found it. The best part is what I found inside it.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I win. Almost positive this is from freshman year of highschool or before, and those postcards (see also: bookmarks) are from the Rock n' Roll hall of fame, I think (which is why it makes me think 7th or 8th grade). I love it! And yeah, I loved the Doors, the Clash and James Dean. Can't find the Clash one, but I know it used to be in there. They marked different parts of the novels I really liked. Oh, right, the totally unrelated flowers? I love orchids (thx). The end.

P.S. Why are the Unicorns on a Crayola commercial? Take that you sell-out assholes for yelling at the crowd that it was our fault that Bush was elected. UP YRZ. CMH4LYFE. (K, maybe not the last part.)