My Laundry Is Done

03.11.08

Yes, I like this better, Andrew. :-)

I'm back in Collegetown, watching Lewis Black pitch a royal fit. Something about Ronald Regan and William Rehnquist. He's been quickly usurped by Jon Stewart, though. Jon is funnier, a little more positive. The media has apparently devoured this New York Governor Spitzer debacle. In other news, I don't give a shit if some guy is sick of his wife and decided to bang a couple Ladies of the Night. Especially so if he's a politician. Politicians are supposed to do this kind of thing. That's my mental image of a politician - fat, greasy, smoking a cigar and having sex with random ladies while working up foreign policy.

ANYway.

Directly following my arrival back in my room, I had a wave of "Oh my GOD everything in this room is trashed!". In a flourish of nervous and desperate energy, I emptied my desk and reorganized and cleaned and straightened. Two bags of papers, an alprazolam and twenty minutes of vacuuming later, I finally felt safe and clean. Then I realized I had left my Important Pills, toothbrush, and toothpaste at my parent's house. Twitches abound as I tramped down the street to the Corner Store and bought the necessary tools to keep my mouth from growing things. I cursed my own stupidity as I bought a new toothbrush (the same model and color I had forgotten) and toothpaste. $even dollar$.

What is this?! Lewis Black is back on Jon Stewart? Just for this fucking Spitzer ordeal?

It's official, I hate television.

So, KFK referenced a book recently that I found interesting - I ordered it on Amazon, coupled with another book and a CD of guided meditiation and I await it's soon arrival. When I read it, I'll divulge the full verdict. Until then, get it yourself.

If you'll excuse me,
there is a fly in my room.
I will smash! Huzzah!

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