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French exam is tomorrow. Once again, even if I fail it, I will still pass the course with a D at least. So hell yeah. Let's just get it out of the way and we'll be all good. Add to that, my thesis advisor Jason Rubin is looking over my final draft for my drama thesis which I completed at 7:00 this morning after being awake for almost 24 hours straight... wait, where was I? Brain-fried, that's where. Or what, rather.
It also really doesn't help to watch something like MARAT/SADE when one is like this as well. Seriously, I feel like I need to pour my melted brains out of my shoes. I just thank God Liam was there with me to mock/analyze/discuss the film, otherwise I think I'd just be a broken man. How I'd like to see Geoffery Rush play Marquis de Sade in this play. I like Patrick Magee okay, but every time we saw him we'd say something like, "More WINE?" "How's your wife?" "She's DEAAAD! She was very badly raped, you see. As opposed to only sorta raped. They said it was pneumonia, but *I* knew better!" "Allo, miss? There's been a terrible accident!" Ah, we're dorks. Dooby doo dooby dooby dooby doo...
But yes, within two more days, I'll be done for good. My work'll be done. And then I can get back to the angst. I mean, thank God, it's been so long! Pff, yeah, like I ever took a break. I'm actually still totally enamored by my Johnny Go and Bub novel. I'm so excited about this one.
So there seems to be no consensus as to graduation party. Hmm. Not sure what to do. Maybe we'll have a mid-summer graduation party or something. And hey, who's the say we have to have just one, right? I don't think anyone would object to more parties.
Why does everyone want to kill Chicken Boo when they find out that he's not a man? Why so hostile? Are they just so ashamed at themselves for falling for such a feeble disguise that they want to take it out on Chicken Boo? It's as bad as the Trix rabbits. Human beings are petty, cruel creatures.
It also really doesn't help to watch something like MARAT/SADE when one is like this as well. Seriously, I feel like I need to pour my melted brains out of my shoes. I just thank God Liam was there with me to mock/analyze/discuss the film, otherwise I think I'd just be a broken man. How I'd like to see Geoffery Rush play Marquis de Sade in this play. I like Patrick Magee okay, but every time we saw him we'd say something like, "More WINE?" "How's your wife?" "She's DEAAAD! She was very badly raped, you see. As opposed to only sorta raped. They said it was pneumonia, but *I* knew better!" "Allo, miss? There's been a terrible accident!" Ah, we're dorks. Dooby doo dooby dooby dooby doo...
But yes, within two more days, I'll be done for good. My work'll be done. And then I can get back to the angst. I mean, thank God, it's been so long! Pff, yeah, like I ever took a break. I'm actually still totally enamored by my Johnny Go and Bub novel. I'm so excited about this one.
So there seems to be no consensus as to graduation party. Hmm. Not sure what to do. Maybe we'll have a mid-summer graduation party or something. And hey, who's the say we have to have just one, right? I don't think anyone would object to more parties.
Why does everyone want to kill Chicken Boo when they find out that he's not a man? Why so hostile? Are they just so ashamed at themselves for falling for such a feeble disguise that they want to take it out on Chicken Boo? It's as bad as the Trix rabbits. Human beings are petty, cruel creatures.
