to do is lay on my parents couch and watch the Astros game. But I usually fall asleep. So now I’m driving back to the house like half-asleep. Tumblin while driving just to stay awake. Im scared to listen to listen to music cause it’ll make me even more sleepy. But good few hours spent in Cypress. Except Del Pueblo is definitely not how I remember it. Shit was kinda gross.
This rav 4 in front of me has a "who is john galt?" sticker on his back window
It might as well say “I’m a pseudo-intellectual pretentious asshole who learned everything I claim to know from reading a shitty ayn rand novel when I was 17. My favorite movie is also fight club cause it’s artsy and different and genius. Have you ever heard of a band called MGMT? They’re amazing and cRaZzYyY”.
Fuck, it made me so mad. Idk why. All bumper stickers and everything else on cars pisses me off. I’ve never seen a sticker like that before, but goddamn gimme a break.
how unorganized my new room is. there’s so much stuff that doesn’t have a place because i don’t have enough furniture. dvds and clothes and speakers and computer and records and books all on the floor. no desk, no nightstand, no shelves. just bed. it has the potential to be fucking sweet, but i can’t get started. i tried putting together a storage shelf for the living room for movies downstairs with drab, but we fucked up and put a board in backwards so i think it’s ruined. i threw it in the closet cause i was so mad. also there’s no internet in the house. so i came to my parent’s house cause i was just fucking overwhelmed with how stressful the past few days have been, and how hard moving all this shit is. kinda sucks. so now i’m on a couch watching jersey shore in the house i grew up in. fun night.
but on a brighter note, i FINALLY picked and enrolled in the last class i needed to for the upcoming semester. i was kinda scared cause payments due in a couple weeks and most of the classes i wanted are filled but i found one i actually need to take and could actually be pretty interesting and fun. modern irish literature ftw. now if only i can do something about this spanish culture through film class. i thought it sounded tight, but just realized it’s 3 hours long, 5:30-8:30. it only meets once a week though, but still i bet it’s gonna be really shitty sitting there for that long. maybe i can swing a last minute change and find another spanish class to take. but i should just leave it alone so it’s one less headache/problem i have to worry about and figure out.
oh!, and there’s a vegan food truck that parks right by our house. i ate there today, and it was pretty good. i have absolutely no idea what i ate though, it was a panini and had avocado and sprouts. everything else was unclassifiable. but it was good!
drinking champagne from a paper cup is never quite the same. and every sip is moving through my eyes, and up into my brain. At half past 2, about time to leave, cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues. Sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin grooves, as I'm waiting around for you
Monday’s position players included, in batting order, a AAA callup, a AA callup, a No. 3 hitter with two career home runs, Carlos Lee, another AA callup, Clint Barmes, another AA callup and the intended backup catcher
i read that line in the middle of an article written about today’s win by the Astros, and it made laugh really hard. and then i realized i’ll probably be close to 30 by the time the Astros are relevant and respectable again, and i stopped laughing. oh well, guess it’s going to be a fun, long 5-6 years of rooting for the underdogs come baseball season.