Friday, April 2, 2010

Cleaning Time

Mind release. Not a reader. Just me practicing memory recall for fun and to clear out the 'ole noggin' so I can pass out.

8:20. Crap.
Poptarts. Again? Oh snap, strawberry.
Ramen. Seriously? Yyyup.
More talks? [forced blackout]
[aware again] No idea what those words mean.
I don't speak that lingo.
Ok I understand these words.
What a funny couple.
These are good talks.
I hate forced dance parties.
I love dancing on my own accord though.
I like these people's talks.
Why am I such a sucker?
Wish I could control my emotions.
I could use prayer from all four of these people,
even if one is fond of fallacies.
Ok two is good enough.
I got a negative c-c-combo in decent human being points yesterday.
I need to write that down.
Meetings: the only time you can say you're working when you're not and get away with it.
No amount of decorations will change someone's mind.
I really hope I don't have to stand here and wait.
I hate inefficiency and waiting when I'm involved in an activity.
Why am I going to be here 45 minutes early for something that will take 5 minutes?
It is gorgeous outside today.
Music time.
No parking? Jump the curb. Urban mudding!
Ramen, bleh.
Ramen, mmm.
Ping-pong net got four feet higher.
This was fun for about two minutes.
I'm texting and winning. Stupid variation.
Why am I on game three?
I need an oil change and a tire rotation.
When should I leave?
I have the prayer room to myself. Wow.
I can use my prayer beads and not worry about people asking questions.
I kind of want to be at Emmanuel for Easter.
Your face wants to be at Emmanuel.
Owned.
Wish I was better at communicating like a normal person.
I might know what to say if I could.
Man it's hot out here.
Hotter than a--wait, can't say that anymore.
This time last year I had a nasty mouth.
That's the first time I've had to actively control it in a while.
Great, no nap time in between work and event. Coffee.
This place is full of pornographic movies and magazines.
What kind of gas station have I walked into?
These guys' pants are hanging off their asses.
They're standing like upside down V's just so they don't hit their ankles.
I don't care about clothes or fashion until it becomes uncomfortable. Dumb.
And my gas overflows out of the tank again.
What if it ignited and blew this place up?
What? I need to be there an hour early now? Dumb.
Left my lugnuts at the shop. Looks like I'm gonna be there 45 early after all.
I put a bag of lettuce and tomatoes into a pan and loaded up coke, cups, and plates.
Done in 5 minutes.
We're setting on the couches.
Why was I here 45 minutes early?
Could be napping.
This is going to be awkward.
Why is a 70 year old man sucking up to me?
This pizza isn't too bad.
Wait, this is the third day I've eaten pizza. Enough already.
Man, I don't know how to preface this.
So, this is a gorefest. Enjoy.
Oh and I think I'm supposed to guilt trip you into believing. Enjoy.
I would have popped a gasket if someone tried this on me four years ago.
The Muslim is going to think this is shameful; I hope I can help him.
And action.
I hope they can keep up with the captions.
Well this is sad.
Ugh, what'd you guys think.
Why is this guy taking over what I'm in charge of?
Why is he rambling about non-sense?
Ooook, any questions or comments? What'd you guys think about the movie.
Annnd now he's saying the same exact thing all over again.
Yeah they're not going to understand your idiomatic expressions.
They're international.
I wish you would stop.
This is a nightmare.
Stab me someone.
Alright time to go. Who wants leftover pizza?
Why are there twelve people around one sink?
Time to rip a joke.
Ah, the real you shows.
Decorations equals more work.
Pretty? Yes. Helpful? No.
I'm not cut out for this.
I don't speak this way.
Sometimes I don't agree with these tactics,
in a moral or practical sense.
I did the same thing yesterday.
I've got to stop doing things with which I disagree.
Hanging out seems like fun.
I've been irritated with this whole event.
Could use some friend time.
I love these people.
I'm exhausted.
Third night the moon has been so huge.
It's been getting more orange every night, and it's waning now.
I should stare out at it and do some writing like I used to.
No wait, I'm exhausted.
I can't sleep.
I should write my thoughts just to clear them out.
8:20. Crap.

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