In My Head

Yes, this is normal

4 January 2001

Y’all, my brain is all kinds of roller-coaster crazy today.

Hop on.  It’s sure to be a wicked ride.

I think I was losing my mind last night.  Not sure where all that rambling came from.

Throw your hands up at me.

I’ve listened to my MATH CD at least 447 times

I Wanna Be Like Mike.  I do, too.  Sometimes I dream, that he is me, I got to see that’s how I dream to be.  I dream I move, I dream I groove, like Mike.  If I could be like Mike.  Mostly just ‘cause he’s a good guy.

I’ve had my burner for months, and I have yet to make one mix CD.  It’s shameful, really.

In two weeks I fly to a city in the desert to meet my jags and Squishites.  It’s weird, because I never really thought this day would ever come.  And here it is, totally real.

In a Kevin Bacon way, I’ve already met them.

And Pamie will be there!  

I should start practicing for karaoke.

Man, I still have to take care of my passport.  Why do I always cut things so close to the wire?

Does anyone other than a designer know what whiskered denim?  Target Customer Guy doesn’t, I know that.

Y’all! I’m going to Spain!

Man, I bet we’re not going skiing this weekend either.

Why do I get so many headaches?

I wish I could take photos like  www.ryanscott.org.  My Spain album will probably be filled with pictures of blurry windmills and of me sticking my tongue out.

Hmm.  I just can’t get into U2.  Or Radiohead.  I really want to, I just can’t.

Man, Bud from Alabama has the 2gether CD.   I can’t believe I’m listening to this.

The Texan’s been lurking around lately.  I swear.

Ooh, Indigo Girls. Strange Fire.  Rock!

Will pigs really eat people?

Soylent Green is people!

I hope OJ does star in that Japanese film. His life is as bad as prison.  Yeah, real killers.  You get on that.

I was driving behind some girl with a  “I’m so great I’m jealous of myself” sticker on the back window of her Explorer. How do people get so tacky?

I really need to order a new calendar.

I need to write Kimi back.

Oh, too many M&Ms. I miss the tan ones.

I’m so happy Mich is pregnant.  She’s gonna be the best mom.

I suck at HTML.  Why don’t my photo entries look like Zep’s?

I can’t believe how much Vegas is gonna rock.

I have got to see some Elvii.

Right.  Back to men’s denim.

I never thought I could love math so much.  I sucked at geometry.

Man I want a Diet Coke.

Could I BE anymore of a procrastinator?

Obviously, not.

Wow, Mike is smart.

I wish J.T. didn’t have a live-in girlfriend.

Sweet. It's 5:30 p.m.  I'm oot.