| 1. Cut a hole in the box 2. Put your junk in that box 3. Have her open the box And that's the way you do it (i swear, i'll update with something more substantive than this. however, i have a four hour lecture in about three minutes. that means a powernap for all involved) |
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| i should be studying for the two tests i have at the end of the week, memorizing alkanes and alkynes and haloalkanes and carboxylic acids and aromatic rings and all that shit, but i'd rather be playing my super nintendo. aslo, i'm thinking of taking the MCAT next august and volunteering at a hospital. on top of the one job i have as a lab TA and the other job i'm getting semi-interviewed for, potentially, i should be a very busy bee. but i'm not. i just keep fucking playing Super Metroid.
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| time to start being a swingin' bachelor/depressed single guy again. |
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| i wanted to rest my eyes for a bit and wounded up taking a two hour nap. in the meantime i had a horrible nightmare about joining the coast guard.
upon waking i hit the chair next to my bed and am now walking either with a limp or hopping on one foot.
i think i'm gonna start volunteering at the Texas Children's Hospital, jsut so August won't be a lost month like July was. unlike normal people who have lost weekends, i can lose entire months. |
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| first, move everyone out of israel and put them in canada. canada is mostly trees; there will be enough room in canada such that israelis and palestinians will never see each other. they will likely see moose. plus the weather is nice, the streets are clean, and the government provides all basic services. once nobody is in israel, build large 100 foot iron wall with concrete foundations that go well into the bedrock. to fund wall, upkeep, and guards for the wall, build large, glass, air-conditioned dome over jerusalem, re-name it "jerusalem II: the ride" and charge $100 admission to see the mosques, Wailing Wall, Via Dolorosa, the hotel the Dalai Lama slept at, etc. from tel aviv to the sinai, nothing but pure golf. links, desert courses, putt-putt, you name it, we have it. oustource groundskeeping labor from mongolia.
i've lost what little faith in israel i once had, and frankly am sick and tired of seeing explosions on the nightly news and knowing full well that many of the dead are civilians. |
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