Good at What I Do.

ive got this friend named alza...
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I'm so good at waiting until the last minute that I put the pro in procrastination.

Basically, I wrote some ridiculous 3800 word essay on the philosophies behind The
Matrix in one sitting yesterday. Shit sucked, paper rocks. Maybe my professor will think the same.

All I want is a big capital A on the front of it.

Lights Out

learning nothing
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So it was around 1 a.m. and I was hunting for snacks. Right there, on the bay window was a Reese's cup. First thing, verbatim, in my mind was "Fuck yeah! This shit is mine!" I took it and ate it, took a step back, and thought "Wow. Whose was that?". The most annoying shit in the world, when people eat my food without asking or even telling me it's gone, had just been done by me. Don't hate the hypocrite.

Looking through our towel drawer in the kitchen, I found a ridiculous assortment of potentially useful items missing key elements to actually being useful. We have a lot of candles, and enough birthday candles to easily celebrate someone's 110th birthday. Also, at least 6 flashlights. However, we do not have a single lighter or package of batteries in the entire house. I checked.

I guess we're prepared for a power failure, so long as it doesn't get dark.

Everything at Once

we had a good run
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So much to do and so much time to do it. That must be why I take 3 hour naps, go on 4chan until the sun rises, and play multiple hour BlazBlue sessions.

I need a work ethic.