I had a dream last night about Gwyneth Paltrow. 'Nuff said.

Sometimes I wish my life was more like Pepper Ann's. Not in the trying-to-be-cool sense, just in the melodrama sense, maybe. I dunno. It's not like I wish I had different friends. My friends are as cool and diverse as they come. I just wish I knew more girls, maybe. I'm not sure. It would be cool to have a huge, possibly mutual crush on someone. Just not an eighth-grader named Craig Bean. That would be creepy. Also, I wish someone I knew published an underground 'zine. Even though 'zines are so 1990s.

Arg. I have phone calls to make today and I'm totally too lazy to do anything. I just need to decompress.

Or decompose...

Anyway, I think I'm going to just sit on my ass and do nothing of any significance today. Maybe I'll even skip taking a shower and wear a hat to disguise my messy hair.

I got back last night from a fraternity convention in Cocoa Beach, Florida. It was a good experience. Lots of male bonding. Lots of meetings. Some beach. Some drunkenness. No girls. Lots of horny college guys looking for girls. Pete hooked up with a stripper with a coke problem.

My mom keeps calling me to see if I've made those phone calls I'm not going to make today. Thank goodness for caller ID.

Quote of the Day:
Pepper Ann: You're not gonna believe this, but Brenda and I have absolutely nothing in common anymore!
Nicky: Then why don't you tell her?
Pepper Ann: Right. Like I'm that mature.

-from Disney's Pepper Ann

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