irish potatoes.

its been a while... couple of weeks.
but much can happen in a couple of weeks.
specially the weekends.
i found out i have the ability to apply for almost any job and not get it.
i have found that playing poker can create a nice influx of cash (111 in 3 hours... hell yeah)
i still like toys and the next toy i want is gonna cost me 24 but its fuckfreakintastic.
thank god for poker money.
people seem to be abandoning their blogs more and more.
not cold turkey, but definately a weaning off of sorts.
come on people. write things. anything. if you dont youll lose it.
think when i die, if this blog is still up, people will look at it to try and understand me a little better¿
the midwest is a windy place. windy chilly place. with no cursing.
so uptight. they say bullcrap even when drunk.
ive been procrastinating lately and its catching up with me now.
i met people over the weekend that i probably wont see again... and they were so fun.
stayed up till 6 in the morning three nights in a row. i missed the days. lived the nights. such fun can never be had in daylight.
i think college has replaced my general knowledge (which was growing steadily) with very specific knowledge (which isnt as good bar talk).
i need a smart attractive (to me at least) girl.
see, i changed. before it was just i need an attractive girl. then just a girl would suffice. now its smart and attractive. standards are like tides. they come and go in waves. high points and low points.
im not moving into an apartment anymore (shouldve mentioned this before, but never got around to it) because i graduate in a year come december.
im not ready for life. not a job. not a 9 to 5. not a dull, dreary, creativity bashing mind numbing job. i want to work in marketing or advertising if i could.
dont think itll happen.
made a picture for starbucks espresso out of boredom one afternoon. shouldve been studying and writing a paper. oh well.
starbucks
its not perfect. and i was bored in econ class early in the morning after not sleeping all night. so i figured, i might as well.
theres more to my life than what i write down here.
like a friend who i believe has decided (voluntarily or otherwise) that we shouldnt see each other at all this semester (classes and studying my ass... theres more to life than that)
anyone who says that they dont have free time because college is hard work, is missing the point. why do some people love it when they leave college¿ sure sometimes its dreary as all hell, and it can be boring and there is work... but i enjoy it for what its worth. its the last time you can be irresponsible in your entire life. after this you must be mature and grown up. i hate expectations.
i wanna be a bohemian. a filthy rucking rich bohemian. a man can dream. just wait till i get my bar up and running, youll see.