Tuesday, February 3, 2009

i need a fucking drink.

My roommate just moved all her shit into the spare bedroom. And I guess she is a closed-door bedroom person, which I'm not, so I guess it makes me feel awkward whether or not she means it to.
I skipped my cognition recitation as it is a waste of time and ASL 4 because it was fucking snowing really hard and I didn't feel like venturing back into the world. I don't feel that guilty about it.
I think I am going to ask Erica's friend Zack out. I don't know when.

Sounds like I am going to drink some wine and watch The Pagemaster tonight. I do have some homework, but not too bad, so fuck it, I will just DO IT ALL. And try not to feel awkward. And drink wine.

4 comments:

ASSHOLE BOYFRIEND said...

If used to do my homework drunk, but stopped because I could never get passed writing "Why do you hate me?"

dear eliza. said...

Well, stranger with the very intriguing name, especially given my taste in men, it was homework for my writing class, and I think it came out pretty good.
Perhaps mostly because I kept it to one darling mug of wine for the during, but... who knows?
I am going to post it for my next... post. If that is what it is called.

ASSHOLE BOYFRIEND said...

It looks like I wrote my first comment drunk ("If" used...?). I'm sure you did great. Tell me when you post your "Haikus about Apples."

dear eliza. said...

I mean, who doesn't blog drunk?
Haha I just put it up. I feel like perhaps such a haiku is all that is missing.