Affording the Rock N Roll Lifestyle

Have you ever met a deaf-mute that offered to suck your dick for papers? Yeah, me either, but wouldn’t that be great. Because you know they wouldn’t write it down or anything…just do the motions.

So this is what the world sounds like. I can dig it.

Tomorrow is Halloween. I think I’ll be super allison, instead of mighty, mighty, or the oh-so-average allison this year. I decided against being a mormon, i don’t have the required white shirt/name tag, and going as an underclassmen; mainly because jean already told that joke. Oh well.

If only Justin would decide if he really wanted to flirt or just psuedo-flirt. Alas.

As the ultra Trish appears to be a Unicorn I of course, am Form 8, Demon: The Destroyer. “And The Demon took advantage of the chaos and seized civillization. With grace and style, Demon slit The Goddess’s belly and drowned the world in her blood. The Goddess, The Demon, and the world were no more.” Some examples of the Demon Form are Seth (Egyptian) and The Horsemen of the Apocalypse (Christian). The Demon is associated with the concept of destruction, the number 8, and the element of earth. His sign is the full moon. As a member of Form 8, you are a very strong willed individual. You don’t let others’ opinions sway your own and you’re usually not afraid to speak your mind. However, some may see you as a bit overly passionate but it’s just because you never back down from your values. No matter what, you always do everything with style. Demons are the best friends to have because they will back you up.

And in the end does it really matter? Not so much. I spent two wonderfilled hours on the reference desk today. It’s a world-unto it’s own. People walk by and smile, noone really asks you anything, unless it’s something like…Hey do we still have those company files? Yes I beam, my pride and joy. Being a libarian is the bomb! Everyone should try it.

I thought about issuing an apology. Then I thought about ignoring it all together. Then I went to the bar. Why? Because that’s what I do. I realized yesterday that I needed to unplug. The very angry email made me realize that I am indeed a giant asshole. I even dreamt that I had this massive asshole. It pulsated and everything; very graphic; very disturbing. I wonder what Freud would say. The bar was good as always.

Tonight I was joined by the ever-fab Ben and the uber talented Trish. Luckily the Jack Black look-a-like was nowhere to be found. It was half-price wing night and all was good. Now to settle down in my newly heated room with a crappy book about teenage angst-don’t you just love JD Salinger-and dream of being a mighty librarian.

Every year I start planning for Halloween in late April, early May. Why do I do this? Well, somewhere in my alcohol-addled mind I think that if I start early enough I might actually come up with a costume. But alas it never fails, about a week out I have no costume, but lots of ideas. Magnet poetry? Sure, but a little too interactive for my tastes. Do you really want 60,000 who are looking for an excuse to touch playing with you? No. The Japanese school-girl? Fab., but I can’t find the loose socks–or I haven’t looked, but does that matter? The Fifth Element (clothed version) right, not with this beer belly. Besides, I can’t find those pants. So yet again this year I won’t be dressing up. And then when people ask, I’ll claim Lesbian (that was fun–all the leering), University Student (poor & drunk), Single (& I really was!), or something else lame: homocidle manaic-they look just like everyone else. Oh well.

And thus ended Fall Break

Just in time too. I don’t think I could take another night of hard-core drinking. Everyone came back from their respective vacation spots, DC, Jersey, Western Carolina? and I’m all happy. People are back, so I’m not drinking alone anymore! Wait, I’m not even drinking…even better (or worse hard to tell at this point). This evening I was delightfully treated to dinner by one of the good librarians (those who talk to me) at Rathskeller. It was quite good.

I’ve decided that I have a serious problem. I start reading these blogs and then obess, checking back every day, sometimes two or three times a day. Lately I’ve been obessing about M.L.C. This is not cool. Or maybe cool in that weird way. I’ve decided that he lives in Southern California and desperately wants to meet that special someone via a stupid reference question. I also believes he drives a Dodge Dart. Just my thoughts though.

Met up with Mr. Hottie McHotHot tonight. Had a good conversation and beer. Even though the lines were all fucked up…we’ll blame Butters for that one. Learned a bit about him and maybe a bit about myself. Mabye not though. This is the second night that I’ve gotten drunk and had absolutely no intention of doing so. Damnit. Stupid fall break. Oh well. On the bright side M.L.C actually posted something in direct response to me. That makes me feel special, not in that short bus kind of way.

Fall Break. Goodnight.

Ah…stuff. I finally went over to Ms. Elizabeth’s this evening and picked up the box of stuff that I left with her over the summer. Gosh, it’s only October. I’m proud of me. So now I can highlight and be intelligent. It’s great. Ms. Amanda and I stopped by after our exciting evening in Strong’s. We went for some coffee, but ended up counting the crazies. One guy threw a little fit about his coffee and then dumped over half of the sugar that was in the sugar jar into his coffee. It was really creepy. And then another one wanted to sketch Amanda. She said it was ok, then after he said he was done…well. It looked like a guy. It was very scary.

Wow. Didn’t go to class today. Couldn’t. Worked late. Hope the Prof. isn’t too mad. Went to the bar. Had too much to drink. The wonderful Mr. Louis called. I love Louis. He’s the best. Got ice cream thanks to Peppermint. Go Minty Go!

Last night I went all crazy and cleaned. Now I have a wall tapestry and a desk that you can see. Soon I’ll have more desk and a floor mat made from bar coasters. Isn’t life great? Plus, I have clean socks and they are folded and everything. Now, if my internet connection would just quit cutting out all would be extremely well.