There’s a contractor putting together our new kitchen upstairs, and it doesn’t sound like he’s building a kitchen. It sounds like he’s continuously picking up and dropping several bowling balls on the floor. Although I trust that he is actually building a kitchen and not, in fact, picking up and dropping several bowling balls on the floor.
More importantly, I’m the only one in the house, and I would really like to go get some food right about now.
That time of the semester that does nothing more than amplify that thought in my head, consistently screaming during troubling times of the semester, “I have no fucking clue what I want to do with my life.”
High School was a funny time for me because I would sit at my computer desk in the late hours of the day posting sad Modest Mouse songs on Tumblr while making little to no progress on homework.
I’m combating this behavior now that I’m in college by sitting at my computer desk at 4 A.M. while listening to sad Modest Mouse songs, talking about it on Tumblr, and more than likely still working on that same homework assignment from High School.
I can't wait until college is over and I can spend time doing things that matter to me.
Like damn, this animation I’m working on is fun or whatever, I guess, (not really, I wanna kill myself, this is agony) but I’d really rather be writing a story about some old Canadian men or working on chiptunes or writing a silly poem or something.
Whoever said that these were meant to be the best four years of my life has some explaining to do.
Because I feel like I’m just biding my time until I can really do whatever the FUCK I WANT.
I took a break from my animation project at around 1:15 A.M. to walk to 7/11 to get some caffeine and snacks to aid me in the completion of my project.
7/11 has had these Starbucks Ice Coffee drinks on sale for a little while now. Two bottled iced coffees for $3. I like Starbucks, I like deals. Let’s have a party. I’ve been consistently buying these whenever I’ve been tired lately, and I didn’t really do any research about it until tonight.
Each of the bottled iced coffees holds 11 fluid ounces. A “Tall” drink ordered from a Starbucks location holds 12 fluid ounces. A regular “Tall” coffee from Starbucks costs approx. $1.40, meaning that two, with tax, would cost roughly $3. The cost of two bottled iced coffees from 7/11.
I’m not sure if I’m being ripped off or not. I’m not sure if I care.
What I’m TOTALLY sure about, however, is that this whole post is an elaborate, caffeinated plan to procrastinate on my animation.
In my most recent play through of Pokémon Heart Gold, I caught a Slowpoke while defeating Team Rocket in the Slowpoke Well, stopping them from cutting off the tails of defenseless Slowpoke. That Slowpoke, now a Slowbro, is still in my party, and I feel like whenever we run into Team Rocket he has a personal vendetta against them and kicks so much Rocket Grunt ass.
Watching Joss Whedon’s adaptation of Much Ado About Nothing in class and hearing three freshman film majors giggle at the back of the classroom after every single one of Nathan Fillian’s lines is a great example of why I am so tired of film majors.