but its not like it matters. The last time I wrote anything on here the only thing you could find on tv was presidential campaign rhetoric and low-budget, poorly produced commercials for the local races. I'm glad thats all over. Now I can get back to Sportscenter and Discovery Health specials.
It's a horrible feeling when the pulse from your head resonates off your pillow under your ear like a screaming alarm clock. My heart feels like it's on fire today. Yesterday I wasted 1 whole day reading (Animal Farm), watching dogs play (slobber/sniff butts/face-hump-dominate each other), watching football(FL/AL; OK/MS), eating (oatmeal, mccalisters club, artichoke/spinach dip and a box combo from cane's) and drinking (3 beers and a shot at walk-ons and half a dozen beers at Sarah's). The healthiest part of my day was Michelob Ultra, but since I drank 2 shares past moderation, that probaly shouldn't count(even moderation should be adhered to moderately). Henceforth(!), my body is still removing toxins and my blood feels like gasoline as it passes through my two-cylinder engine. The back of my throat feels like my sink when my dishwasher is running (not sure that one will land).
I am taking a break from studying for my physics final, which is next SATURDAY night. I keep telling myself that if I can get an A in the class it will sign my vet school acceptance letter. This is, of course, wishful thinking to keep me motivated. (Above photo: http://www.slightlywarped.com/crapfactory/curiosities/onemanstrash.htm)
Indelible wisdom:
I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never — "
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.
-Stephen Maria Crane, 1895
