January: Aaaaaaaaah! Living with my parents! No more college! Much more yelling!
February: Need a job, need a job, need a job, need a job.
March: Are you done that goddamned online clas yet?
April: What's the point of being 23 again?
May: I think I was working for Dr. Chad at this point. I learned that I hate fucking Dr. Chad.
June: I have to pay how much in rent to live at home? Fuck this, I'm going to Greece.
July: Gee whiz, that was a swell road trip dudes. Oops, shoulda thought out that 'going to Greece' thing more.
August: Boston is wicked sweet! Tommy and I are wicked drunks when together. Best domestic partnership ever.
September: AAAAAAAAAAH! Back with my parents! That's it, I'm living in Nick's room.
October: Halloweens, biking, and big city living.
November: Welcome home, Nick! Uh oh, need somewhere to go. This is the month I started really getting into Joanna Newsom.
December: Hey Kelly, thanks for letting me live with you! Oh wait, you're going to yell at me like I'm 5 all the time? Hmmmm...I'm outta here again. Happy Christmas, Will! I got you a typewriter. Oops, no more online class...onto next year!
It is what it is
Friday, December 30, 2005
A Year in the Life of...
Spewed out by Will at 18:43
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kelly told me that she only yelled at you out of love and one day you'll thank her. and she said the spankings hurt her more than they hurt you.
you got a typewriter? sweet! You know, i'm saving up for a victrola, and my sister just bought the latest toy for her kids. a hula hoop! isn't modern technology swell?
ah, just kidding. my buddy tyson just wrote a play on an old ass mechanical typewriter. i guess it sets the mood just right or something. typing on compueters is for college essays, blogging, and cheating on your wife on AIM.
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