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Apparently long-term lack of blogs led to readership dropoff. Sitemeter graphs starting to look like Nixon-era public opinion study. Aside from random visits from Czechoslovakia and Deutschland, blog not getting any love even on Valentine's day. Perhaps should reinstate sentence subjects. Or perhaps not. Wish I had lots of exciting things to report. Not really; just doing homework. Drew's picture on facebook looks creepy, drunk. Keep expecting it to rotate, lose focus, fade into dream sequence with cheesy retro-60's kaleidoscope effects. Am going back to Land of 1000 Overpriced Restaurants for weekend. Anyone else...? No...? Didn't think so. Alpharetta too boring even for pigeons. Unfortunate, as games of kick-the-pigeon would liven up Alpharetta nightlife tenfold. Will have to make time to kick some Athenian pigeons before departure. Watched Mr. 3000 last night. Raised important philosophical and social questions, i.e. how badly marginalized does a group have to be, and for how long, to make a baby blue velour track suit and do-rag look cool? Vastly prefer Roommate Chike's taste in movies (City of God, Man on Fire) to that of Roommate Chase (King Arthur, 2 Fast 2 Furious). However, as am addicted to GTA: San Andreas, have no grounds to bitch about others' gauche tendencies. Hope next GTA game includes pigeon-kicking. -N Nick ::: 10:40 AM ::: 0 comments 0 Comments: |