chaz720.net - journal

March 29, 2001

Make a hole with a gun perpendicular to the name of this town in a desktop globe. Exit wound in a foreign nation, showing the home of the one this was written for. My apartment looks upside down from there, water spirals the wrong way out the sink. And her voice is a backwards record, it's like a whirlpool, and it never ends. Ana Ng and I are getting old and we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence. Listen Ana hear my words, they're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you. All alone at the sixty-four world's fair, eighty dolls yelling "small girl after all". Who was at the DuPont pavillion? Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there? Or the time when the storm tangled up the wires to the horn on the pole at the bus depot. And in back of the edge of hearing these are the words that the voice was repeating: Ana Ng and I are getting old and we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence. Listen Ana hear my words, they're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you. When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge: I don't want the world I just want your half. They don't need me here, and I know you're there. Where the world goes by like the humid air. And it sticks like a broken record. Everything sticks like a broken record. Everything sticks until it goes away. And the truth is we don't know anything.

I'm surprised this song didn't make it in here earlier, I must have been on something.

Last night, being the insomniac that I am, I took a couple hours and wrote a search engine that lets you search the contents of this very journal for strings of text that might interst you... ...I haven't now, but I may implement a log to keep track of what all you messed up people search for, I know that most people either searched for their name right away, or they searched for things like, "porn", "ass", or "sex" and then immediately informed me of their findings. you can also find all my re-occuring typos, like "copmuter", so it should prove to supply hours of entertainment for all. or maybe just hours of entertainment for theose of you who have a harder time falling asleep at night than I do.

I swear I want to remove all material between Hans's sinuses and his lungs so he stops fucking snoring.

Thursday (today) I have a physics test, tomorrow, a difeq test, Tuesday, an econ test. I tell ya, when it rains it pours, and it's even raining out side to drive my point home. So what am I gonna do for all these tests, simple, the same thing I've been doing. I review sections of physics just to make sure I can derive all the equations and that's done (maybe an hour of work) Difeq I redo problems from each section's homework to make sure I can do each type pretty easily. And Econ I just read all the sections that the test is going to cover in the book. I have found, after the last test, that econ lecture is a complete and utter waste of my time, he barely touched any of the material he tested on, all his material was from the book, and I did okay on the test because I read the sections of the book that it turned out he tested most heavily on, I got lcky, this time I'm reading the whole thing. I think I'll be doing fine after these tests are out of the way, but I'll be somewhat busy until that time comes. It's a shame cause I just got my copy of The Ultimate Hitchhikers Guide in the mail today, and I probably won't get to start reading it until after this weekend sometime =/, damn. Take it easy everyone I'm going to try to brave the sounds of steel file on a hedgehog coming from the other half of the room and get some rest.

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