November 11th, 2002

southpark

Can't sleep

I guess I've got a lot of shite on my mind. And most of that is because I feel unable to accomplish anything. I have an MQP Meeting tomorrow that I need to prepare for, but I just can't. I'm just sitting on the Internet, waiting for something to happen to me. Why am I such a 'net junkie? Why do I constantly open myself up to something that never opens back? Nothing ever happens on the 'net, but I'm stuck here staring at it and listening to music, wondering what will happen next.

Went into Boston to get autographs from TMBG. Alex insisted on driving all the way in, so I had to scrounge up some directions, and we got horribly lost. Today, more than any other day, I noticed the MBTA system because the bookstore *specifically* said to take the T. Had some food I didn't really like at a restaurant I usually love, and came home. Can't focus on anything, really.

I still have no answer for (An)Drew. Frustrates the hell out of me.
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