dimanche, novembre 14
posts are getting degeneratively uninteresting. 19th november 2004, friday, at 5.45pm (plus minus five minutes) will be the moment of liberation. you'll see us (except for the combined science people etc, my deepest sympathies) on the cement floors of our classrooms writhing in orgasmic ecstasy. at night (after going home to prepare) we'll be transformed into party animals. we're going to have a hell of a time with bats and other assorted nocturnal animals at the night safari. we've surpassed the coolness of clubbing and drinking.
daydreaming aside, i'd better drag myself into the bathroom so i wouldn't reach town too late. after all, i have a date with hitler.
phooey. i hear the low rumbles of thunder. i need a brolly.
daydreaming aside, i'd better drag myself into the bathroom so i wouldn't reach town too late. after all, i have a date with hitler.
phooey. i hear the low rumbles of thunder. i need a brolly.
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