Thursday, July 06, 2006

watch out for flying asparagus spears...

It's the middle of the summer and I find myself here writing the last, LAST essay of my undergraduate degree...and I'm feeling strange, and even reluctant to part with to speak. Did anyone else experience such conflict and crisis in transitioning from school to nothing? If so, please makes me feel less alone.

My means of catharsis in dealing with life's little problems:
mike H (operation ivy)

blow the muthafucka's into oblivion

sweet dreams!