Not to say I'm not still having a grand time down here. I am. But there are lots of things expected of me and, right now, being in high school, having no responsiblitities and just chilling out twenty-four/seven sounds pretty nice. And I'm a little homesick.
What if you farted in front of the Dalai Lama?
What if he farted in front of you?
Good weekend (I'm purposefully vague. People read this, believe it or not, and some of them should not be privy to all the things I do. Let's leave it at: I'm in college.). I was bored today, spent a lot of time doing laundry and didn't go outside. It was raining.
The Twins have almost clinched it. That brass ring is within reach. Somebody needs to send me a goddamned homer hanky.
Chas and I are listening to Sigur Rós. It's making me really mellow and sleepy.
Maybe I should go to sleep. Yeah. Sleep.
Peace.
-Todd
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