Sunday, 07 October 2007
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The Truth
By La Rocca
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just got back from a day's wandering around leicester. i think i might make sundays the new, well, 'wandering around leicester' day. i've done a freakin' lot of walking since getting here. i don't think i've walked so much in my life. it probably doesn't help that i do it wearing my old chucks which have zero arch support and are about as comfortable to wear going long distances as stilettos, but oh well. at least i'm getting exercise, right? i mean, i would have felt a LOT more guilty eating those 3 pieces of pizza just now had i not spent the last few hours leisurely wandering around the city. note to self: no more drinking during the weekdays! can livers bruise? because i think they can. and i think i have.
i'm realizing just how freaking boring a room can be with no television. granted, it's not like there are some amazing shows on and i just want a further excuse to procrastinate, but still. it's the thought that counts. if i want something to do because i don't want to read some shitty into to museum studies articles and write a practice essay that isn't even being assessed then i think i should be given that chance for other things! i think procrastination would be aided immensly if i had the proper funds. dang.
i just sneezed and managed to spit on my wall over 7 feet away. don't worry, it wasn't like a loogie or something so it's not that gross, but i'm actually pretty impressed. alright so i should have covered my mouth, but i think you're missing the main point here. i got some distance on that thing, man! i don't think i could normally spit that far. it was like a projectile! lives could have been lost. people win awards for shit like that.
i'm going back up to manchester on thursday for a party. yes i'm spending the last few meager dollars of my, well, total income on a party. i'm fucked. that student loan had BETTER GET SORTED OUT SOON. maybe there's a dance or something that i can do to bring on the money. kinda like a native american dance that calls on the rain. i'll make it rain money. i think it's supposed to rain this week. we've been tempting fate too much this past week with no rain, it'll probably rain buckets to make up for it. hmph.
i went to go into my kitchen last night at about 11pm and ran into the chinese man that lives across from me with his girlfriend/wife/woman and he was only wearing a shirt. a very short one at that. i'm not too sure he was wearing underwear, but i didn't really want to check. at first i thought maybe he had ran to the kitchen to get some food and was hoping he wouldn't get caught and he would be embarrassed at being found nearly bare-assed by his flatmate, but it was actually the complete opposite. he just said hi to me, slowly gathered up his food, and strolled back to his room like it was no big. apparently i was more embarrassed FOR him. too weird. obviously i had to run back and tell lorraine and she was like, "do you think they just had sex???" to which i had to be the kid and go "ewwwwww!!!" because although they seem like nice enough people i don't really want to think about chung and his live-in mistress bumpin' nasties.
this is really driving me nuts. i can HEAR a ton of skateboarders under my window, but i can't SEE them. i know they're there, i can hear them skating around, but when i try to look i can only see the empty parking garage. we have phantom boarders. go figure.
i swear i haven't taken any substances before writing this entry. unfortunately. okay, HAVE TO DO WORK FOR SERIOUS.
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