March 5th, 2007


I am bored out of my skull.

bored bored bored.

I don't want to do lab-like stuff, as my brain is a homogenized soup pastry right now. (And yeah, I know that doesn't make any sense. Consider it an example of how pureed my brain is right now.)

I have this term's literary magazine submission form and am debating what to submit this time. That said, I'm not sure my poetry is really what they're looking for. I'll probably give them Sloganeering, because that's my stupidest poem, which means they'll probably love it. </cynic>

bored bored bored.

dunnae wanna do javascript.

need to kill the time. yayz.
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    tired my mind is soup pastry, yayz!