Uniting the separatists
Fissuring normality often creates a newborn sense of habitual delight.
See, it's finally 2007; three-hundred sixty-five days that many of my peers make a fuss about. It's the year that graces the varisty jackets of fellow classmates, a seemingly fantastical time of lurking freedom and inevitable maturity. Come May, I could be a graduate. I could be excited to finally earn such a popular priviledge.
But I'm not.
Time to resolve the conflects holding me back from potential paychecks and potatoes.
"wut?"
1. I need to get a fucking scanner. Currently, there are TWO (2)(II)(4^.5) scanning devices on my computer desk, however, without installed drivers, they are practically coarpses, rotting in a pile of dissappointing filth. There exists a pair of discs, somewhere, that will allow the machines to play with my Dell Demension, thus enabling a Pluto of possibilities.
2. To fully utalize a scanner, my drawing skills have to improve immensely so my ideas can be confidentally produced in pure plurality. Not sure how to go about doing so though, maybe a montage is in store.
3. Finding my way to a large scale, legit Nerf War would be pretty stellar, also.
4. loose wait. im to fat.
Oh yeah.
Meet Balls. I like to play with him. I have a fascination with him, and I've also been known to kiss him.
He's ideal. Everything that inhabited my speculating dreams was made true and good, somewhat of a surprise, really. Usually if I anticipate irresponsibly I end up disappointed and coldly alone.
The Nintendo Wii is amazing, well worth the wait that was extended 5.5 weeks.
More sometime.
Nano shlamoes,
Brett with one tee
See, it's finally 2007; three-hundred sixty-five days that many of my peers make a fuss about. It's the year that graces the varisty jackets of fellow classmates, a seemingly fantastical time of lurking freedom and inevitable maturity. Come May, I could be a graduate. I could be excited to finally earn such a popular priviledge.
But I'm not.
Time to resolve the conflects holding me back from potential paychecks and potatoes.
"wut?"
1. I need to get a fucking scanner. Currently, there are TWO (2)(II)(4^.5) scanning devices on my computer desk, however, without installed drivers, they are practically coarpses, rotting in a pile of dissappointing filth. There exists a pair of discs, somewhere, that will allow the machines to play with my Dell Demension, thus enabling a Pluto of possibilities.
2. To fully utalize a scanner, my drawing skills have to improve immensely so my ideas can be confidentally produced in pure plurality. Not sure how to go about doing so though, maybe a montage is in store.
3. Finding my way to a large scale, legit Nerf War would be pretty stellar, also.
4. loose wait. im to fat.
Oh yeah.
Meet Balls. I like to play with him. I have a fascination with him, and I've also been known to kiss him.
He's ideal. Everything that inhabited my speculating dreams was made true and good, somewhat of a surprise, really. Usually if I anticipate irresponsibly I end up disappointed and coldly alone.
The Nintendo Wii is amazing, well worth the wait that was extended 5.5 weeks.
More sometime.
Nano shlamoes,
Brett with one tee
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