2:13 p.m. - 2003-10-07
laissez les bons temps rouler
Ugh. I am taking today to complete a horrible series of errands, including (but not limited to):
-Finishing my graduation application...AHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHHHHHH
-Reading two piss-poor stories for workshop - I doubt I will be able to muster kindness
-Trying to hit the University with my best left hook as it attempts to make off with MY FUCKING MONEY
-Finally book my ticket for London
-Reading THE ONLY FUCKING DICKENS NOVEL THAT DOES NOT HAVE A STUDY GUIDE.
-Shopping my everlovin' face off
I shuffled off to a job fare in Tacoma this weekend on very short notice, but still managed to wrangle a few adventures out of the experience. Took some wide-eyed locals to my favorite spots, which naturally included the Red Light, which I consider to be a snobby hipster mecca above all others.
But oh. Oh yes. I got a gangster-esque, double-breasted, blue pinstriped blazer. It is the fucking hottest thing in my wardrobe right now. There is a slight tightness about the arm/shoulder socket, but this only forces good posture, and thus, shall not be interfered with.
Tony Hawk also stayed at my hotel in Tacoma. His presence was eclipsed by the absurd amount of Sparks I consumed in the hotel, as well as on the road (when I wasn't driving!) and at the house of strangers. Soon to come: Story of Addiction - SparksCam.
At last, the day of ticket-booking is upon me.
