Take this cup away from me. I've chewed its styrofoam rim to a non-biodegradable, plasmic pulp, and the coffee has been gone now for an hour and twenty-one minutes. I've been thinking. I need to pull "The Old Switch-A-Roo." I want to exchange identical briefcases on an elevator with someone who has cooler shit than I do. Like money. Or like, porn. No, probably just money. That would be the coolest.
Chris- lets do it this weekend some- I'm in friday. Another leadership deal- I'm totally not trying to recruit you, but the love of a lifetime will definitely be there. If you want, I'll be approaching the alpy area as early as three o'clock, probly. let me know.
Perry- it's good to have you on board. Or should I say "on bored?"
James- I can't wait to hear it. The manic/depressive cassette will definitely be appropriately thematic, with powerpop on one side and softly sung suicide on the other, if it ever comes to fruition. I'm not sure what project it would be for. Of the icing, perhaps? Who knows. (?)
A class is soon, and I must go to it. I've skipped more school I think this semester than ever in my universe. I hope you are all well. Get some substantial stuff on here, please, so I don't feel as if I am moaning into a vast worldwideweb-shaped hole.
Audi.