Filed under: MTV must die, eating food, embarrassing, hammock, me me me, oh fuck, politics, teaching, tv, working
Yes, for the THIRD time. I had thought that I could save all the homeless animals and Africans with a Master’s in CS, but after my “Summer of Negative Income”, I came to realize that no one in the non-profit field gives a shit about my programming skills. Also not considered was my ability to effectively do group-work with computer nerds, who happen to be virgins (info was volunteered), and who talk way too close to my face. *Note that those aren’t real classmates of mine, I wouldn’t do that. I was tempted, but I never would.
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All my friends and my crazy Vietnamese mother think I’m making the wrong decision, mostly becaue I used to complain a lot about it. Well fuck, who wouldn’t. It’s fucking hard, yo. [LOL ever since I saw "The Wackness" (movie about a drug-dealing wigg with a heart of gold in the 90's), I keep saying "naw, dawg" or "yo what up with that hurricane", etc.] No one around me is amused. Probably a little embarrassed, too.
You know what embarrasses me? Those high-school PA-system speeches that students give when they are running for Student Council treasurer and what not. I’ve heard a lot of them recently because..well….I’ve been watching the MTV again. Anyway, I think I’ve gotten a lot meaner than I was in high school. I’m still really nice and always have been [My, don't we like ourself today?], but I feel that I would make much more fun (to close friends only, obv) than I did before. The speeches give me goosebumps and make all kinds of hairs on my body grow out a millimeter per speech (it’s my body trying to shield me from the discomfort).
In other news, it finally happened, I almost cracked my skull on the new indoor hammock. I decided it reasonable to stand up in the middle of it to fuck with the malfunctioning ceiling fan. Crash, boom, all of that at about 5am this morning (insomnia still, woke up at 4). Landed on my elbow with my full body weight, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to die or have to have my elbow removed. Lesson: don’t be a fucking idiot. Also, don’t stand on a hammock, even if you’re cold and the fan is broken and you think you can fix it real quick.
Basically, the honeymoon is over. Between me and the hammock. [She says as she types while rocking in her lovely but not-without-risk hammock.] But check out my “O-face”:
I still love you, my hammock; my friend.
I have work to do today. I’m doing the “Internet and Politics” lecture Part II tomorrow. I can’t really tell, but I’m pretty sure they don’t give a shit. Well, they’re GOING TO after this next assignment. [LOLSTATEMENT].
Today I will eat my coffee (that vanilla creamer is so good but I’m fairly certain that it’s giving me cancer), eat, make slides, do research work because I have made an insane career decision, and possibly make another video. So apologies in advance for the video. Have a pleasant day, my little twat tacos! <333
Filed under: MTV must die, Tony Hawk, eating food, embarrassing, fashion, me me me, pug, tv, video games, working
Today was not a good day.
I had to go to a family function this evening, and so put on the HAPPY DRESS of SUNSHINE. And RAINBOWS. Didn’t work.
I forgave the pug her previous indiscretions, although she doesn’t deserve it.
Growing up, I used to have this “Book of Farts”. It put a name to your various farts, including the “Thank God I’m Alone” fart and the “Silent But Deadly” fart (obv). I used to think about this during class and start lol’ing like a weirdo. That and the old rectangular Garfield books:
TONIGHT’S BUSINESS: Watch “I Love Money”, eat red wine + leftover mac n chee and play Tony Hawk. Tomorrow is my Day of Action!!! I shall be productive tomorrow….Wait for it… ?
Filed under: MTV must die
Well whatever makes her happy. Sets me free.
I watched the MTV today. I am writing this from heaven because obviously I died from it. When are they going to have this channel put down? It is clearly in pain with a minus infinity Quality of Life. (Have you ever seen the show “Next”? I hope not.)
[Ed. note: fucking Adam has pointed out in the comments section of my blogspot webpages that I am a "disingenuous hoper" cause I put up the clips tempting. I think what he was meaning to say is that I am an "indigenous hoper", one who hopes things on people prior to their land's ultimate colonization.]
I did, however, glean some useful information from one of their other stupid shows (“Life of Ryan”, I think): You have to say “pre-CISE” when something is cool. Else you will sound like an old fart.
