i hate being highly strung

Put on my favorite velcro shoes and go roll down a b-i-i-i-i-g green grassy hill while butterfly chase me!!! Weee!!! Uhh I mean I listen to Slayer while reading biker-slut magazines on the toilet... yeah, that's it

obv the best thing for it is for me to grab the drummer and have a band practise. i feel much better about everything in life. reason number billion and three why i should drop out of uni and devote my life to music.

oh i can just hear andrew and elisabeth sniggering right now.

Yr live shows must be quite a sight

yeah thrash about loudly with a guitar:) ;D

Oh Di...Your ways of coping sound so much saner. My ways of coping are to get drunk and/or cry.

trust me, there are days i'd rather just get drunk and cry. yesterday was one of them.

Twenty four hours from now I plan on not being as high strung as I am now. I think I've spent a total of 24 hours in the last... four days?... studying for my math final. My brain is such a mess of numbers and mush... quite like a lottery ticket printer that's been beaten with a rusty car transmission in the hands of some 400 pound mongoloid, and then thrown into a cesspit that's been around since man first learned how to relieve himself. Now I have to spend the next four hours revising my Critical Analysis final paper on the Induction opener of William Shakespeare's Taming of the Shrew. The only shrew I plan on dealing with 24 hours from now is the one who clubs me in the knee caps for not buying her a beer after she tells me I resemble one of those people you see on tv, you know the guy with the hair and the jacket they show going to get something at the place... yeah that's they guy, you have the same eyes... did you go to school with my brother Roger? you look so familiar, why don't you buy me a beer and we'll talk... you're not broke, I don't believe you... broke people don't look as groomed as you do.... alright, enough jacking off. Time to finish this semester before college completely makes a whore of my mind. Oh, and for a word of advice, anyone who needs a good waste of two hours while drinking whiskey at four in the morning after studying too long, I recommend "Withnail and I". More educational than a year abroad, or so I'll keep telling my financially-challenged self utill the day my mind prints out a winning lotto ticket, preferably one that's not covered with shit and still redeemable.

Good luck Dan! I like that movie too, I found a copy in a dumpster w/some Suede videos at the start and a rough cut of a Flying Nun documentary at the end. Freakin Ponsonby "rubbish"