“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.”
(Source: oldchum)
When i worked at the Savannah Candy Kitchen I could snack on any of the assorted chocolate goodies, but not the flavored crickets… yes, real crickets… NO they aren’t alive anymore… well, yes, at some point i suppose they were… yes they are actually edible…. What flavors? Well we have bacon and cheese, salt and vinegar, and my personal favorite- sour cream and onion…. They taste kind of like sunflower seeds, but you know.. sunflower seeds with legs and families.. hehe.. no, that was a joke… you’re right it wasn’t funny. I’m sorry… Yeah i’ve tried them. I mean its not like my go-to snack… I’m not sure actually, I try not to worry myself with caloric intake at my young age… not that you’re not young.. I mean what are you like 38? Oh TWENTY eight! Oh.. um.. ehem.. I mean you’re a beautiful woma… ok. *ehem* …Well would you like some flavored crickets?….. I don’t know, I guess as a gag gift?…. I mean, its kind of funny, right?…. I think $1.20 is a perfectly reasonable price for a pack of flavored crickets! There are like 9 or 10 in there…. I don’t know, maybe with a very tiny gun. hehe…. yes, that was another joke… i mean it was kind of funny… I guess i didn’t tell it right. Look, if you don’t think its a good deal then don’t buy them… Yes, i suppose theoretically you could go out and catch your own crickets to flavor and snack on. But you have to think about opportunity cost, you know? Like how much time are you willing to… oh….. its the cost of any activity measured in terms of the value of the next best… no? OOH… that just means “in theory”. Like, hypothetically… no? sorry… um, conceivably?… No. Ok. Wow. You know what, just take the crickets. I get one free thing a shift and i’m all stuffed from biting my tongue for this entire conversation. Have a safe trip back to Effingham. And please come back and see us.
It’s hard not to think about it when you’re thinking about it, you know? Try as I might to not hit the backspace button at all- I think i’ve hit it at least 5 times already. I wish I could be funny all the time. just without thinking about it. but now i’m thinking about it. Andrew George thinks i’m funny. I told him my hamster joke and he loved it so much he bought me a top shelf cocktail. which was delicious. He also really enjoyed Burn After Reading. And not just because its a Coen Brother’s film which is why most people like that movie. Like Alex- He “loooooooved” Burn After Reading but he HATES my hamster joke! So he’s lying about one of those because they really are basically the same thing. Except my hamster joke doesn’t have a killer soundtrack. Or Brad Pitt… but still. The Coen Brothers really do some pretty fantastic things. I just recently watched Millers Crossing and i really loved it. It might be my new favorite Coen Brother’s film! Or tied with O’ Brother, Where Art Thou… cause lets be real; that movie is perfect. I wish i could be in the Coen brother’s club. With Brad and George and Francis and Steve and Jon and Gabriel and all those awesome awesome awesome awesome actors. I have so much respect for the Coen brothers. They are some of the only people in the movie business that have never sacrificed their artistic integrity for the sake of financial gain. And they make really marvelous films. This wasn’t meant to be a tangent about how much i love Joel and Ethan… i’ll move on…
I’m in the library “studying” for a biodiversity exam i have to take tomorrow [today] at 1 [in 8 hours]. But i’m not worried; i’m completely prepared for it [not really]. Nate is still here writing his paper. He’s great company. I took a study break earlier and went to the roof of the Herty Science Building to check out some stars and then to Porter to play a piano for a while [it’s been too long; it felt amazing.] I can’t get the thought out of my head that i am going to be a rockstar so i don’t need all this schooling. It’s a terrible thought to have. Probably….
There are very few thoughts happening in my brain right now as it is. The not thinking about what i’m writing is sort of having the opposite effect than what i’m usually going for/what i was going for in this post. I would like to apologize to anyone who has actually taken the time out of their day to read this… maybe I can make it up to you…. how about a joke? Ok…. what’s green and sings?…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ELVIS PARSLEY!!!
Oh man. I’m so sorry about that. That was awful. Next time you see me you can… i don’t know… tell me a bad joke… but i love bad jokes so that won’t do… I would say you could spit on me or something but that seems like a terribly disproportionate reaction… oh, i know! You can talk to me about childbirth! I HATE talking about childbirth!! Just mention placentas or embryos and we will be even… eeewalkjf;ladk. gross. moving on again…
People are starting to return to the library to continue studying I imagine… I’ll be done with this semester in less than 48 hours. That’s a marvelous thought. I think that’s the second time i have used the word “marvelous” in this post. I should invest in a thesaurus. Or i could just use the one that is for free and right at my fingertips… I suppose that is a no-brainer.
I’m kind of hungry. I have half a milky way bar left… That was a misguided purchase. I thought milky ways have nuts… All i wanted was some nuts…. yeah, i heard what that sounded like.
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ok fuck that you ready? major plans wer devised for how to reedjucate the german people and correct the deeply affected institutions throughout the zone. ok disaggreements were held between all the occupiers on how to reestablish Germany. its poroably as fast as me but its pretty good.
bam bless you bless you bless you bless you bless you bless you bless you.
yaaaaaaaaawn. still yaaaaaaaaaaaawning. grabbing his phone. looking at his phone. touching his nose. puts his phone down. scoots his computer closer. touching his mouth. twirling his hair? really? yawning again. he needs more coffee. i am so creepy. why am i even doing this. why can’t i study? why am i the worst student in the entire world? there are children in Haiti who walk 9 miles a day to go to school and i can’t even focus in my nice airconditioned library. i don’t deserve to be happy. but i’m so happy. I should go build a school in Haiti. yes. that’s what i’ll do….. still messing with his beard. do tanning beds hurt? i’ve never been in one. that IS cool. what a skinny boy in blue…. he is wearing too many shades of blue. still messing with his hair. i can’t wait to see husky and ninz and curt. and go to dc. and see lara and joe and my mom. and my sister. and stars. i get to see stars!!!!!!! and Roan Mountain! and MORE stars! i’m way too excited to study. I could just not study and fail the class and have to take it over again next semester… NO DON’T THINK LIKE THAT!!! Julie, you’re attitude about school needs some serious work. Why can’t you be more like maria? NO DON’T THINK LIKE THAT YOU’RE FABULOUS! Except don’t get any fatter because your pants are starting to be a little too tight. which is why you’re wearing mens pants right now. You also didn’t realize how pathetic that sounds until you just typed it out… and now its out there. right in front of your face. NO YOU CAN’T SAVE YOUR FILES! Do you know a guy named griffin williams? sounds kind of familiar…. apparently he has a blah blah blah that my friend martin from ocoee is going to buy. Sounds lame…. sam likes big barn doors where you can open them up and put the cars in right there and then you walk right into the inside of the house. Sams an incredible kayaker. He just asked if i just wrote that down and i said no. but that was a lie. Edward is a ripper. he does kill it. Its odd to think that he went to a military highschool. He is so very laid back. not that military men can’t be laid back by the kind of can’t. Nate just said “fuck my pussy…”. hah. Nate is planning to be a dictator. He’s going to take over the world in a subtle way. Sam has a nice laugh. but i’m not going to tell him that because he doesn’t like my bangs. I would like to tell him that i like his freckles but i think i recall edward saying something about him being self conscious about them so i wont say anything. I don’t want him to think that i’m retaliating from the bangs comment. It really didn’t bother me at all but i don’t expect him to believe that. i’m done.
I am thinking it might be a good idea to get serious about this whole keep an online journal thing. There a few different reasons for this. For one- I would like to continue to practice and improve my typing skills. For… two… it may improve my writing skills in general. For…… three….. it will definitely be easier to read than my handwriting. Not that my handwriting is sloppy by any means because it most certainly is not. I write in very long cursive. Which I can read just fine; but if I ever for any reason want my thoughts to be read (and let’s face it- why wouldn’t I? I’m brilliant!) then it will be necessary that they be legible. I’ll need to find a font that suits me. This “ariel” absolutely won’t do. I do love the squiggly little lines the computer puts under my errors. I feel like they are technology attempting to be cute and polite. The squiggles say to me, “Oh, um… listen, it’s really not a big deal, but you didn’t spell that word correctly. It doesn’t bother me! But I know how particular you are about grammar and spelling and such. You’re welcome to leave it! I was just letting you know. I’m certainly not trying to improve your writing. After all- I am but a mere squiggly line. What do I really know, anyway?” How nice.
This might just be my post-new-years-resolution. Along with not being so sarcastic all the time; and of course, running ten miles a day! Damn. This sarcasm thing will take some work.
I’m off to a meeting. If you care. Which I’m sure you do.
A Bien Tot!
Smoking spliffs and dying all my clothes black and listening to stoner metal because I officially give up on trying to understand a world where WAR HORSE would get nominated over Drive.
She speaks so much truth, though.
ah fuck it..
