HMac's Blurty

(Thinking too much again?)

Subject:	My stomach doesn't like me right now.
Time:	9:21 pm.

I found out today that i'm not dying, so that's pretty kickass. Not that i was worried. But there's always a slim chance. Probabilites are endless.

Yeah, i just finished reading A Brief History of Time. Sure there's parts of it i don't come close to understanding (particles and antiparticles? quarks? neutrinos? I think someone could be making these up as some dorky inside joke). I'm more about just pondering the abstract thoughts that it presents. Ask me to mention some of these sometime. They're pretty trippy.

I started studying for the GMAT today. Perhaps it's a little preemptive, but i think i did pretty well on the diagnostic test. 610 out of 800! Higher than the entering class's average! Of course, it is just the diagnostic, and it only has a third of the questions on the real test. But i'm feeling very positive about taking the real thing. I could kickass on it. I plan on taking it in a month. I think that's a reasonable goal.

I made dinner for myself tonight, for the first time in I-seriously-can't-remember-how-long. Seriously. Probably not since sometime in October. And it wasn't just a hot pocket either. I made a lemon-pepper chicken boobie with black beans and rice. Of course, i made the black beans with my generations-old, super-secret, fantastic family receipe. I ate it all too! I won't be able to eat for another week. That'll save me some money.

Birthdays coming up! Since when did it get popular to have your birthday at the end of february? Good news: lots of kickass parties and fun times. Bad news: buying birthday presents. Not that i don't enjoy spending money on people, i really love giving someone a gift they'll really love. I just hate the anxiety of figuring out what to get people. But alcohol always works. In fact, i don't think i currently know anyone who doesn't drink. Except for jenn. And doug. But they can be swayed.

Certain songs make me stop and think. I'm tired of this.
But then again, i've always been this way.

Called
To see
If your back
Was still aligned and your sheets
Were growing grass all on the corners of your bed.

But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves.
It has too much to do with me.
And secretly i want to bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred.

You told us of your new life there.
You've got someone comin' around
Gluing tinsel to your crown.
He's got you talking pretty loud.

Berate, remember!
Your ailing heart and your criminal eyes!
You say you're still in love.
If it's true what can be done?
It's hard to leave all those moments behind.

Called
To see
If your back
Was still aligned and your sheets
Were growing grass all on the corners of your bed.

But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves.
It has too much to do with me.
And secretly i want to bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred.

You tested
Your metal
Of doe's skin
And petals
While kissing
The lipless
Who bleed all
The sweetness
Away.