So I officially have no life. This is the third consecutive Saturday night I've spent sitting at home... well, one I spent working. Does that count? I think so. It's the third Saturday I've spent with my cell phone in my pocket while at home so as not to miss any calls. The third Saturday I've spent listening to the Amboy Dukes journeying to the centre of their minds, George Elliot Clarke lecturing on civic multiculturalism, and my own watch ticking away.
Fuck this, this sucks. I'm cutting back on my shifts.
Fuck this, this sucks. I'm cutting back on my shifts.
posted by Kahloke | 9:20 PM
4 Comments:
I told you to come and visit us!
I called you. Left a message and everything.
Admittedly, that's not the first time I've been beaten out by G.E.C. and the Amboy Dukes. The first was August 3rd, 1987. A day that will live in imfamy...
I think you should cut back on your shifts. I'm enormously looking forward to not having school every night. Also, the place I work? Closes at 5. Every day.
You should come party! No, party is an understatment. You should come on inebriated clothing-option elseplace adventures involving superheros and oreos!
That actually happened. I have pictures. :|
Come and visit, I can make you a mean chicken cheese quesadilla. With cranberries.
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