I haven't been posting for awhile because I hven't had any stories or topics to post And a while ago I said that I would no longer just rant out the days activities. But my brother bitched about starving or something, I don't know I wasn't really listening, so I decided at least for awhile, I will post about the days and such - after all, Mr. Roth does say that fiction begins with the Facts.

Do you ever feel like you've just landed on this earth? You see the creatures all do their dances back and forth. You get restless and then you join them on the floor. Suddenly it's tommorow, it's not today anymore.

Today was rather uneventful, like most of my days. I went to my discussion. We are reading this book called Atrocity Exhibition, by J.G Ballard. However, I have not read the book because I did not know we needed to because I was not in lecture a few times. So I am generally really active in this discussion and the TA totaly picked up on the fact that I had not read the book. She asked me why not after class. I said I wasn't sure when it was do. She said haven't I been to lecture? I said, well I miss it like once every two weeks (gross understatement). So that was the academic part of the day.

*Do you ever feel like what we call real life is not so real? Tripping up on the same all problems we had last year. We pretend it's another planet, not so uptight. The stars are shining above teh city every night, they come every night. *

Gretchen, also known as Fritz, and I have been planning to hang out with eachother for a few weeks now. But see, Gretchen is plagued by this tendency to think that gesturing to the fact that we have a relationship is enough. The actual relationship doesn't matter as long as we both agree that we have one. Likeso, she flakes out around 15 minutes before we are suppose to chill. The last time this happened she told me in an email to use any means at my disposal to prevent her from flaking out. So I told her I was going home tommorow (Wednesday) until sunday because on monday, I am being sent to prison for six months. Long story short, thinking this would be the last time for us to have finally sleep with each other, Gretchen rushed over. When I told her I wasn't going to jail, she told me she wouldn't sleep with me. So I told her, but baby, I am going to Iraq tommorow, and this could be my last mission. So she slept with me. Obviously, that is a lie; we just had some italian sodas after rescueing Donkers from a Greek tragedy.

Yo this is how I represent, I rock the mike 110%, it is intamate, I keeps the party moving like an immigrant. Binary Star super star its no conicedence every verse is intricate this aint no circus in a tent, we dont get down like those clowns in clubs, I'm used to being indigent, who said its all about the benjamins? I wanna fortune I want to make music and hit the lottery fortunately my music is never widery, thats how its gotta be as far as I can see, maybe you should grab a teliscope and my view its like astronomy. It aint all about economy so the fact that all these wack Mcs is making Gs dont bother, honestly, my number one policy is quality, never sell my soul, thats my philosophy.

After hanging out with Gretchen, I did some work and played Counter Strike until like 11am, when I hung out with Kori and Tony. I had a really great time with Kori and Tony. Kori has this friend Zack that is, well, really really cool. In response, Kori and I refused to introduce Tony to him (because Tony isn't cool enough) and I was refering to Tony as "my friend." It was funny, you probably had to be there. After that, well that was it. Sunday night, Brad (Adam - my old roommate's, new roomate) had a friend of his from highschool spend the day to visit the campus she is planning on attending. When I walked in the room, I noticed that her hair was very funny looking. I figured just another girl with freaky hair. Around ten minutes later, she took off the wig of a mullet that she'd been wearing. We went outside to smoke and I asked her why she was wearing the wig. She said she needs icebreakers when meeting people and that she likes to see people's reactions. I guess its safe to say that I really like her at that point.

Yo Jess established an alibi, this honey from the southside down for us and ready with the story if shes gotta lie. Now I just got to jack this cat for his ride, pulled him out of his drivers side and take his chevy goodbye. Put the piece beneath the seat and cruising down 6th street, four blocks from the bank where were suppose to meet, call me indiscreet, but we just crossed the street. Throw open the front door ski masks down pulling out heat. Now everyone shut the fuck up and hit the floor, I told the teller bitch you know what the fuck were here for, she opened up the safe I grabbed the cash and filled the case my ass grabbed anythign with a franklin face. Yo jess watches the security gaurd and the buelevard, when all of sudden this undercover tried acting hard. His 9mm aimed right at my head yo fellows its over just give up is what he said. Fuck that dont even try acting heroic you see my mans 45 he not even scared to pull it and splatter your mans brains all over the place now put your piece down and dont make no stupid mistakes. Suddenly I'm hearing loud sirens and having visions of prison or even worse maybe even dying. Im eyeing the undercover whose stalling for time I'm like there aint no fucking way I'm getting caught for this crime.

I think I've realized that I am perpetually destined to be single. And that is okay. The only thing about that disposition is that everynow and then you get these fits of acute loneliness and you end up thinking about somehigh school girl you spent a couple of hours with on Sunday and Monday all the way to the wee hours of Wednesday morning. Well that is the end of this post.

All of a sudden justin busted in with the mac 10 sprayed the whole place top to bottom front to back end.