Black shoes with shorts generally look awful.
I had a whole topic planned earlier today for this post but I can’t frakking what the eff I was gonna say.
It’s Thursday, and you all know what that means!
Do you know? I sure don’t. It’s raining here. I like the rain. It makes the air finally feel autumnal. But knowing me, because I said that it’ll be summer again next week.
BULLSCHEISSE.
Saturday is Spectrum, the dance thrown by Skidmore Pride Alliance. The theme this year is Masquerade. Sounds legit. I can’t wait.
Tomorrow is Cirque du Soleil in Albany. I am the most excited.
I hated my summer reading book, A GATE AT THE STAIRS…TO DEATH BECAUSE READING THIS BOOK WILL MAKE YOU WANT TO DIE BECAUSE IT WAS AWFUL.
That was the subtitle. It wasn’t written on the book, but I just assumed that’s what it is.
2 assume is 2 make n @$$ out of u nd me.
EW INSTANT MESSAGING SPEECH WHAT UP WHAT UP.
Anyways, my thoughts for today: Yesterday, I went and sat in these immensely comfortable leather chairs in the library, in the reading room or something. Is that redundant? Having a reading room in a building dedicated to literacy? Anyways, I sat there and was comfortable. Moral to the story.
I have 2 rehearsals tonight. Which is pretty cool. I’m very happy with my life here so far.
SO FAR.
I was told in my meeting with my blog boss today that I can not include a picture of me playing beer pong because that would make for a bad blog entry.
I’ve decided to include a picture of me playing the classy version instead,
WINE TABLE TENNIS.
three balls in the glass of pinot grigio gets a thousand extra points.
Just kidding, I don’t actually play wine table tennis. Or beer pong.
Just kidding, I don’t even drink.
I had to try and keep myself from laughing as I typed that.
Kev.
