Soon to be broken links to music.

I’m doing it again. I, being me. It, being idling. Idling meaning dawdling. Dawdling meaning doing anything possible to avoid doing something. Something meaning everything. Everything meaning the big picture and the small picture. The big picture meaning what I want out of life. What I want out of life being that which I’m not sure of. The path I’m on right now, being that which I’m not enjoying. The small picture being the current pressing academic situation. The pressing academic situation, being papers. Papers, meaning all the process which I have to do to accomplish doing the papers. Accomplish, meaning finishing with enough proficienty to pass the classes. Pass, meaning not failing. Failing, meaning life. I wonder what it’ll take for me to be content with myself in the big picture. But the big picture is irrelevant as long as the small picture presses me for attention. Attention I’m not particularly giving it.

Booubies, booubies, wherefore art thou booubies? (You know how old english is with it’s random u’s)

I’ve been listening to To Live is To Die heavily lately. And I have Southern Man on repeat. I wonder if there’s a relation.

I love the word maundering! it is the same sort of thing. My room was very clean around exam time! good luck.

RYN: I’ve tasted vagina not plain yoghurt and anchovy juice! I’m still weird just … not that weird! The mere idea of plain yoghurt and anchovy has me retching whereas the though of tasting some sweet, clean pussy has be feeling all hot and horny! I rather feel hot and horny *nods*

Old English is a lot about extra F’s and E’s, too. The big picture will take time and thought. Worry about the little picture first.

Kelly

April 5, 2004

Thank you for the note orgy. :p

Pham

My boobies were offline all weekend. The world suffers. But I brought them back. The world rejoices.