I should not be allowed to cook for myself.Monday, October 13, 2008
I wonder what humans did to waste time back in the old days. It's so fucking easy now to send your life off-track for hours at a stretch. For instance I should be watching and pondering Douglas Sirk movies for a truly monstrous Film Theory midterm paper on genre and auteur theory, but instead I'm on AIM, where my friend Matt, who's currently in London (where it's nearly 3:30 a.m.), is expounding his theory about capitalism in China for no particular reason other than the fact that he's just really good at wasting time and talking bullshit. Why isn't he asleep? Why am I talking to him in the first place when I should be watching Imitation of Life?
I should not be allowed to cook for myself.
I should not be allowed to cook for myself.
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Heh.
My mom is torn between wanting me to move out so she can make use of my room space, and worrying that I'll be dead in a few weeks if I do from trying to survive on cereal and instant noodles.
P.S. - what are those squareish things in the corner?
AH, pizza.
Should've read the filename first.
They look like Toaster Strudels from here.
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