disorganization at its finest
Um, I guess we're meeting tomorrow. I don't even know anymore. All I do know is that I really want to get drunk, but there's this bastard whore thesis that ain't gonna write itself.
Tuesday, 7 November 2006. At like 3:30 or so. Big table in the upper, lower union...westside, thing. Be there. Try to bring something so that I may laugh at its foolishness, yet offer up nothing on my part.
Tuesday, 7 November 2006. At like 3:30 or so. Big table in the upper, lower union...westside, thing. Be there. Try to bring something so that I may laugh at its foolishness, yet offer up nothing on my part.