Thursday, December 11, 2008

Fresh Jones.

Loquacious.
-An adjective.
-Pronounced Low Kw Aye Shus
-Synonomous with the word Talktive.

I am not loquacious.

I didn't know how to start this post so I though a random word could do the trick. So. No one has been blogging. Neither have I. Frankly, I've been busy with school work. I hate school. To some degree. The people are nice. The classes are easy. But I need instant gratification. Instant. Gratification. Spontaneity. Excitement. and my Jeep vacuumed.


The Police.Po-Po's.Pigs.Jakes.5-0
What have you. Have been running rampid. Trying to fill their quota.





Whatelse.
Oh yes. My issue. I have an issue.

The end of the semester has been a little rough on me. I let things get out of hand.

A tornado hit my living quarters and it bothers the hell out of me. So I just keep the light off and stumble around everything, if I need to find something.

It bothers me when I look at that.

Or this. 


Shaq...

But it was on MadTV so that makes it okay.


And for those of you on a computer. I bear gifts.

-A few songs off of Common's Universal Mind Control
Inhale
Gladiator
What A World feat. Chester French


Fin.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So I think I absolutely love this post. I nominate it as my favorite. And oh yeah, about your room; wow. That's like bad compared to that one time that I saw it for 15 seconds. Remember that? No? Yes but anyways I like this one a lot. I'm very loquacious. Ha! You like that?

Blah blah. This is from Marine Roads. =]