God I lover Chicago. Everyone here is used to this thing called waiting. People in Dallas do not know what this is. I walked off the plane and it was cold here. it is fuckin hot in Texas right now. I'm serious, I have a sunburn. Its amazing the climate change a thousand miles can make. Anyway, I'm going to go have fun in my favorite place now. I'm incredibly excited to re-relocate. Dallas is but a fading memory of a bad dream.

I'm leaving the Church.

Check this out. Vagina or Virgin? You decide

Draw a Pig.

Send me the link. You can post it to me as a coment.

The truth is i feel I have tons to do, none of it is important and on top of that my room is a mess. I can't clean it because our washer is fucked up. I don't understand why. Something about a drain and the people upstairs the ominous, unamed, creak clap of footsteps while I'm watching Tv. But those two things are related! the cleanliness and washer cause when I clean my room, I must compulsively also wash my sheets.
I wish I shared Philip's boundless optimism, but I'm really just waiting right now. Frantically waiting. Its not bad. I'm not upset or sad just place-marked. My dancecard is full and Brad Pitt or Jude Law or whoever you ladies like these days is all the way at the end for now.
This makes it hard to get anything done. Fight my way through the tangles of vines and threes just more vines. Where the fuck is Tenochtitlan? Huh? Ah. Its in my head. Damn you tarzan.

This was the away message I put up last night:
ABYEONE WHO CALWS/ I'LL VCAL TOMORROW. i WAX W TOO DRUNK TO CALLL TOBIGJHT.. SORRY.

Unbelievable.

Today on my birthday:

Gunmen Brian Nichols was arraigned in the same courthouse he attacked.

A wholpin was announced as newly born.

The conclave chimney was erected.

Monaco had Prince Ranier's funereal.

Oregon went back to the stone age with most of the rest of the US.

Fucked up day.

I officially hate taxes. No that's not completely true. What I hate is not having enuogh taken out of my check. If they would have takn out $200 more over the course of 12 months. i would not have to pay anything. Instead I must pay it all at once. fucking bullshit.

i feel like a rich person but in a bad way. the way that is poor. Ah fuck it. I'm ready to quit life for a bit and find my way to nowhere. God i don't want to work anymore. i can't wait unti the Seniors are gone and i only have to teach three times a day. it'll be like my own little piece of heaven.

Anyway i'm just bitching and bitching so on to some good news. I got into Loyola for grad school. And then I also got a letter from SUNY Stony Brook. The only problem is the SUNY program is philosophy and the arts. i'm not sure i want to join that program. It focuses on Asthetics, which while cool, is not what i want to do. but its nice to be wanted at least a little bit. So i think it'll be Chicago. This time I'm actually gonna have to do work. i hear that can be hard to do.

i was up at nine today cause i passed out watching Lost in Translation last night at 9:30. So I got me hair cut. and got donuts. MMMM donuts.

i got into grad school at Loyola. The prospect of going back isn't too bad. It could be worse. i could be not going to school at all. What I'm looking at is doing something to distinguish myself while I'm there so then when I get my Doctorate, I can go wherever I want to. Plus it'll cost less(you have to pay for a masters in Philosophy, cause you won't be able to pay them back thats how they get you)

I am high and drunk. I always seem to wite these then. I don't think ahnyone understands any of them I'm fucked all the time/