Everything's coming up Milhouse
The exam is done. I’m in a cab on the way home. It’s beautiful and sunny and warm outside. I’m listening to the Arcade Fire. Fuckin’ A.
The exam is done. I’m in a cab on the way home. It’s beautiful and sunny and warm outside. I’m listening to the Arcade Fire. Fuckin’ A.
Off to write the exam. Wish me luck.
Just flipping around between channels and I’ve come across the Monty Python “Piranha Brothers” sketch. “One of ’em was carryin’ a tactile nuclear missile…”
The playlist I’ve set up for the cab ride home tomorrow*: Arcade Fire . “Neighbourhood #1” The Fiery Furnaces . “We Got Back The Plague” Morningwood . “The nth Degree” […]
For the second meal in a row, we couldn’t bear the thought of the cafeteria food (our choices were veal, lamb, fish and leek soup) so eight of us ordered […]
Doopy doopy doo. Whilst I wait for inspiration to strike (I’ve reviewed and studied about as much as I feel like iI can), here’re a few interesting tidbits of news […]
I just came *this close* to spilling my diet pepsi all over my Nomad. I would’ve cried like Geraldo at a disaster site.
A few of us couldn’t bear the thought of what we were offered for lunch, so we made a trip to Wendy’s. Now I’m all full and salty, but satisfied. […]
It appears my wife and Neko Case have something in common: they once both had a crush on René Simard.
Hee hee hee! Ah, Bruce MacKinnon, you make the day that much easier to start… .:. We’re in the home stretch now. Friday never seems like much work, so today […]