i realized that i picked my aim screenname because of a random comment my father once made about jil sander. arab strap's coming here on the 10th. if you're reading this, you've probably visited my room [P(x>=room visited 1) = 0.56] so um when i start not talking... well whatever. it can't be me that's doing something wrong...i think from now on, my new domain is the back table at eh library. that's me trying to be blunt about all the wrong things. this personality that i borrowed. or that people threw at me when i looked up from the paper.

i have a ppmt midterm tomorrow which, for my ego's sake but more importantly the sake of my transcript and many future transcripts, i must ACE. that's the GOAL i'm setting for myself. shooting for the stars and landing on the moon. there IS no I in ppmt. tomorrow, gig at the ICA for which i will miss the two classes that are relevant in my schedule. oops. but money. and money = ? oh damn. oh crazy will, your buddha's delight has inspired me. if i were buddha i'd skip mad classes and be in the kitchen. a lot. oh yeah. new beautiful boy that smiled profusely at me at the sundance meeting. um. i hate being in love with "half of u penn". blunt about all the wrong things.
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can you run away from school? if your name's not...