|And you don't stop...
||[Oct. 9th, 2004|05:02 pm]
I finally get out of the house and into a shitty cold-assed rainstorm to go to IHOP and study. Nothing major to report other than when I finish my meal and reading, I realize I don't have my wallet. I must have vCJD. Speaking of CJD, I was watching Lexx (I watch it on rare occasion) and noticed CJD was the name of a cattle-raising (yes, for slaughter) operation in their 'perfect town on Earth'. Not sure if the joke was intended or not.
( cut for your sanityCollapse )
I guess it is a matter of being totally alone this weekend (kids are out of town and no one is online/answering phones/hooking electrodes to my head to give me ECT therapy). I wish I had someone to study with or even just talk, well, not shop but shoppish stuff (is 'shoppish' a word?).