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Tuesday, August 10, 2004

My plan for today involved going to French than hitting Barnes and Noble for some fun and studying. In my head were images of me with a large coffee, me preparing for the GRE, me reading a good book, nowhere in any of my images was there the expectation of discussing what it feels like to eat a goat's eyeball. But that's what I got.

After French, I told one of the boys of French that we should all have a major study session. I didn't mean today. He did. So, the next thing I know, I'm heading off to B&N with...hmmm, what to call him...let's say...Forgetful Limpy (Because he forgets the names of EVERYONE and he has bad legs...he said he broke them 3 times). So, Forgetful Limpy then asks Keg Boy to join us. I had never thought I'd be heading anywhere with these two. But there we were, in B&N...NOT studying. No, we discussed, different disgusting meats the boys had eaten, baseball, Heaven, Hell, stores to work at, diets, and Hemmingway's daughters. I accomplished nothing and it seems the three of us are going to see Alien v Predator on Friday. How did this happen and how do I get out of it?

I don't want to go anywhere alone with either of them on a Friday night. Keg boy was well named and Forgetful Limpy enjoys alcohol as well. I don't want to depend on either of them for a ride. Wah! Maybe I can use the whole, I'm taking the GRE earlier that day and will be too tired to see what I am certain will be a bad movie excuse/legitimate reason to not go.

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