A dubious distinction
I hate the Canadian tire commercials.
Oh my god I hate those. Imagine living next to that guy?
AH my god!
He’d be all like over fixing things...
With all his evil plastic tools…
It’d be like “What are you doing in my house?” (happy voice) “Well, I unlocked your door with this…”
--Yeah, so I just found out that the Canadian Tire guy went to my university. Mmyup.
--Only one more essay to go. So tonight I am watching the hockey game, as a break, then staying up all night again for the fourth time this week to finish writing about 'the death of the author.' I think maybe my mood's given me too morbid a reading of it. Aheh. But hockey will cheer me up, with the insanity of Spazz and Matilda adding to the enjoyment greatly. It should go something much like this:
Oh, I uh, get the, uh, crappy chair. Wait, you get two chairs…mm…whatever…
*suture* no, stop it; seizure comes first. mm. ok, Caesar. (laughs)
eh?
These guys, you know, it was, all four of them were stabbed to death within 10 years of each other.
Yeah, I’d probably kill myself if I were taking that course.
Shut up. Classics is the f**king best course in the f**king world!
Yeah, no, I…
You can just shut up now.
no, that, that course...
Heh. This book…
Oh my god I don’t care.
Hey, smell this book.
Nooooo…
It smells really good.
Get it away…
Classics is so useless…’slike…
You’re in philosophy.
Yeah…
We’re all going to be poor.
I’ll just depend on my brothers. They can support me.
I’ll marry a hockey player.
Spezza…
Spzza….Havlat…
I like Comeau too. Ryan…
Crosby…
So many to choose from. ‘Slike those adolescent girls with, like, twenty crushes...
It’s hockey.
An…you can never keep track of all their, like, nicknames. “Wait, who’s Sunshine again? What? Who's Cupcake?"
You know if you marry Spezza I’ll be over a lot, eh.
Ok never mind then.
GOOOAAAALLLLLLLLLL!!!
YES! You freak! Spezza, you wonderful freak, you!
AH! Fuck you Spezza!!!
hey
I'm sorry; I meant in a good way!
You're not allowed to talk to my future husband that way!
Look at that freaking genius move!
Who wouldn't want to marry that!
My god!
*Did you ever know that you're my hero? You're everything I would like to be... (or marry)*
stoooop singing, you lunatic. you nearly poked me in the eye with your flailing arm. And careful with the sacred flag, eh.
HIGH FIVES!!!
See, when I say 'fuck you Spezza' it is in a good way because I sorta mean it literally.
shaddup. aw, he's smiling! That's so cute! Aww...
Spitting kinda ruins it though.
yeah
Ever wonder if people who walk in take us seriously?
us?
Like the whole..aw, girls, obviously like hockey b/c the players are hot! Like, totally!
It's just a nice bonus.
We're here for every game. They know we're real hockey fans.
meloves hockey.
Yeah, and hockey...it's not like their uniforms are all that flattering. They've got all that equipment, you know, covering...
That's what an imagination is for.
Always interesting hearing that from your baby sister. That's...nevermind
We do have a good looking team. I must admit.
yeah, sooo...here's hoping for a good game, with a healthy dose of nuttiness, then I can get back to my focus and finish editing the essay from hell. Well, one of them. Actually, it's the easiest, only it's the last, so it's pissing me off....
Matilda has traded Sidney Crosby to Spazz for Eric Bana. They've a fairly organized approach to this, actually. There may even be a list...
---5:30 am. 'twas an ok game, though we lost. The best part was the fight--all they did was circle each other and pose for the cameras, yet they got 5 minutes anyway...laughed a little too hard at that...
sometimes e.e.cummings is so awesome and sometimes he is such a dork
right, back to Barthes..
Oh my god I hate those. Imagine living next to that guy?
AH my god!
He’d be all like over fixing things...
With all his evil plastic tools…
It’d be like “What are you doing in my house?” (happy voice) “Well, I unlocked your door with this…”
--Yeah, so I just found out that the Canadian Tire guy went to my university. Mmyup.
--Only one more essay to go. So tonight I am watching the hockey game, as a break, then staying up all night again for the fourth time this week to finish writing about 'the death of the author.' I think maybe my mood's given me too morbid a reading of it. Aheh. But hockey will cheer me up, with the insanity of Spazz and Matilda adding to the enjoyment greatly. It should go something much like this:
Oh, I uh, get the, uh, crappy chair. Wait, you get two chairs…mm…whatever…
*suture* no, stop it; seizure comes first. mm. ok, Caesar. (laughs)
eh?
These guys, you know, it was, all four of them were stabbed to death within 10 years of each other.
Yeah, I’d probably kill myself if I were taking that course.
Shut up. Classics is the f**king best course in the f**king world!
Yeah, no, I…
You can just shut up now.
no, that, that course...
Heh. This book…
Oh my god I don’t care.
Hey, smell this book.
Nooooo…
It smells really good.
Get it away…
Classics is so useless…’slike…
You’re in philosophy.
Yeah…
We’re all going to be poor.
I’ll just depend on my brothers. They can support me.
I’ll marry a hockey player.
Spezza…
Spzza….Havlat…
I like Comeau too. Ryan…
Crosby…
So many to choose from. ‘Slike those adolescent girls with, like, twenty crushes...
It’s hockey.
An…you can never keep track of all their, like, nicknames. “Wait, who’s Sunshine again? What? Who's Cupcake?"
You know if you marry Spezza I’ll be over a lot, eh.
Ok never mind then.
GOOOAAAALLLLLLLLLL!!!
YES! You freak! Spezza, you wonderful freak, you!
AH! Fuck you Spezza!!!
hey
I'm sorry; I meant in a good way!
You're not allowed to talk to my future husband that way!
Look at that freaking genius move!
Who wouldn't want to marry that!
My god!
*Did you ever know that you're my hero? You're everything I would like to be... (or marry)*
stoooop singing, you lunatic. you nearly poked me in the eye with your flailing arm. And careful with the sacred flag, eh.
HIGH FIVES!!!
See, when I say 'fuck you Spezza' it is in a good way because I sorta mean it literally.
shaddup. aw, he's smiling! That's so cute! Aww...
Spitting kinda ruins it though.
yeah
Ever wonder if people who walk in take us seriously?
us?
Like the whole..aw, girls, obviously like hockey b/c the players are hot! Like, totally!
It's just a nice bonus.
We're here for every game. They know we're real hockey fans.
meloves hockey.
Yeah, and hockey...it's not like their uniforms are all that flattering. They've got all that equipment, you know, covering...
That's what an imagination is for.
Always interesting hearing that from your baby sister. That's...nevermind
We do have a good looking team. I must admit.
yeah, sooo...here's hoping for a good game, with a healthy dose of nuttiness, then I can get back to my focus and finish editing the essay from hell. Well, one of them. Actually, it's the easiest, only it's the last, so it's pissing me off....
Matilda has traded Sidney Crosby to Spazz for Eric Bana. They've a fairly organized approach to this, actually. There may even be a list...
---5:30 am. 'twas an ok game, though we lost. The best part was the fight--all they did was circle each other and pose for the cameras, yet they got 5 minutes anyway...laughed a little too hard at that...
sometimes e.e.cummings is so awesome and sometimes he is such a dork
right, back to Barthes..
posted by Athaira at 12:58 PM
2 Comments:
fun. fun.
Hye, how do you make your profile break up poetry lines instead of writing a large paragraph? Mine stubbornly refuses to.
Ooh yes, thanks for the tip. I did not publish your comment, but my profile poem is now there and looking nice.
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