Tuesday, June 10, 2003
I FIGURED IT OUT! No joke.
Here's the reason we're all so fucked up - we think we UNDERSTAND each other!
No seriously, I'm not even kidding. Hugh was the FIFTH person I know who said that they "understand people" (myself being no exception, dogg). If we all think that we read each other so well, but we can't actually read each other for shit, shit's gonna fuck up!
So I'm like Warren Zevon - my shit's fucked up!
Now like the punk test, I gotta go fuck shit up. And by that I mean wait for tha fam to come home so i can have some pizza. :/
posted by Alison 8:45 PM
I have decided it's time to be frank. I used to pride myself on being brutally honest. 'Cept I'm not going to do it here, because I told Callum that I don't blog shit like that and I decided it'd be good to stick by my word. Plus weblogs can be controversial. Like cookies.
I have 5 hours to write that paper. Hm.
posted by Alison 10:20 AM
Monday, June 09, 2003
I am 51% Grunge
I am pretty dirty, all right and, I reek of teen spirit... I would sell my own children for a moldy hotpocket, man.
Take the Grunge Test at fuali.com
I was also 63% ska - they may not know what they're talking about.
posted by Alison 8:59 PM
time chases money, and money chases its tail. the best minds of my generation can't make bail.
I'm tired and my brain hurts but I can't nap cuz I'm all coughy. Lovar was right, this day is strange. Everything is looming, but nothing's going down. 'Cept for a classics essay... bleh. Boys are cute. Monteith is not.
posted by Alison 6:54 PM
