I have never heard so many sirens at night so frequently than in Syracuse, NY.
Seriously, every single night there is a steady stream of sirens. Fire sirens, ambulances, police cars, you name it.
Thank God I live 8 stories up, on a hill, and have an entire parking lot between Lawrinson and the highway.
It’s called ShopWell. It helps you keep track of what you’re eating and its main feature is a barcode scanner which tells you how good for you a product is in relation to your personal goals.
I scanned everything in my kitchen. Everything is terrible for me. All I can eat now is Greek yogurt and canned tomatoes. Dear God I need to go grocery shopping.
Imagine a world where music like Nicki Minaj, Nickelback, and Katy Perry are the underground indie artists that only the truly hip know about and things like Neutral Milk Hotel, CocoRosie, and Throbbing Gristle blare from pop-culture radio stations 24 hours a day.
Imagine a raging college frat party full of bros and bro-hoes trashed out of their skulls when Neutral Milk Hotel comes up on shuffle.
“Oh shit! Mothafuggin’ NMH! This shit’s my jam, bro!”
And they proceed to take shots while fist pumping the air after singing, “I love you Jesus Chriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiist.”
Meanwhile, in a 12x12 storage bin that was renovated into a music venue in downtown Portland Oregon, Nicki Minaj is doing her thing while scrawny art students in thrift clothes and thick-rimmed glasses take polaroid photos of the event while awkwardly and apathetically swaying to the beat.
In all reality, I like things the way they are. This would be a terrible, terrible existence.
Between this and Skyward Sward, I don’t know how I’m going be able to do anything else anymore. I guess I could just cut sleep out of my schedule…
Now that’s Halloween spirit!
This house wins ALL the awards.
He’s covering for someone who can’t work for a full week, so he’s working from 7 a.m. to 9 p.m. (or more depending on deals) every day until Monday. Give him a fucking break. He hates the marriage just as much as you do. Just eat your food in separate rooms like you always do, but try not screaming through the wall for once. I am so fucking sick of this.
My main motivation for getting into a good school was to get far away from this. Isn’t that fucking sad? Well now I don’t know what I’m going to do, but sure as hell I am not going to spend another year in this household. I’d rather squat for a year and figure it out than be here.