"Hello,
I'm no calculator.
I am Julian Bleeker's tag along.
I live on borrowed time.
I am a naivist programmer.
They treat me like a computer scientist.
I went to art school.
This makes the learning curve hard.
This work has no schedule.
I go to bed a 3 and wake up at 7 five days a week.
I start drinking coffee now.
I say words like "Client" and "RMS Report"
300+ people wonder who's bike that is in front of building
300+ people in the office wonder why I am so sweaty.
My dream is to be like Toshio Iwai. A lot of things are happening that are putting me in that direction. I cannot believe this is my life.
but
I wonder why I am not sitting in an arbitrary restuarant.
I wonder why I am not talking to all of you about shitting in Ricky's tub.
(^ he's not on this list right?)
I wonder why I am not waking up bleeding from the face.
I wish I was shredding my vomit through a screen.
I want to have a speed walking contest and not remember it.
I want to have boner eyes.
I have been doing all I can to make Monday and Wednesday my holy days. I haven't been too successful in this. It's hard. I start to work on weekends too.
This is helping, I saw Nii-chan on wednesday. I'm also doing something on sunday. That is proof. When i see you all on monday's please keep me out late. please feed me beer so my eyes turn to crescents and stay that way till i pass out. Please help me make mondays holy by doing this to me. It will be worth a weekend of hell.
I don't want to see Nii-chan plan another ride for at least a year. After this monday, if he does, i will uppercut every single one of you in the gut, execution style and then abort my life. i don't want to do those things, especially since i am pro life (^_^)b yay! so this will make me plan routes.
The squadron never dies."
22 November 2008
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