yaaaay!! I remember how to integrate!
(big happy smile)
August 31, 2003
August 30, 2003
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The omnipresent RPI conversation starters:
“Sooo, where do you girls go to school?”
“Are you girls freshman?”
You know, sometimes I like to tell people that I’m homeless.
August 29, 2003
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Sometimes I wish I could write a song to express myself. You see, if I could do that, then I could say what it is that I really think and feel.. but it would be private and ambiguous, yet intensely personal. I will probably play a lot tomorrow, but really… beats can only convey so much of what I feel before they just loose their meaning.
or maybe it’s just my hands…
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If you just really suck at drawing perspective, is it cool to tell people that you have a unique style influenced by cubism?
August 28, 2003
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just a shout-out to people who end sentences with prepositions… if you know what i’m getting at 
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what’s my favorite line? It’s probably what this one woman said in a story that my friend is fond of telling. Mike is a police cadet in my hometown, so he sees some cool shit. This one time he heard some cops talking to a woman who was accused of beating her husband. She was definitely messed up on drugs, and she was really mad. The line?
“If he didn’t want the peach, what the fuck did he shake the tree for??”