what a bunch of shit

bah! went over to my friend Justin's house to study...we got pizza...he had to watch some football so i was unable to concentrate (i have enough trouble w/ that as it is...) i get home only to find out from Jacques that *somebody (although *nobody* recalls it happening, of course...) smashed my bass guitar...it apparently happened saturday night (while i was at the apartment, in the other room, where i was a bit, i guess...) i don't even find out about it 'til two fucking days later...at least Jacques finally let me know...and i was talking to someone on aim, but their aim was messing up and now i'm just alone w/ my algorithms book telling me not to pick it up and read what i'm supposed to out of it...and i'm doing a very good job of listening to it...(sorry for the whinefest...but ummm...bah...) oh yea, the headstock is completely disconnected from the bass...that's all...

opting for a Subject when one doesn't really exist...

i'm at my friend Justin's parents' house (NOT this Justin) i've got this Spanish assignment due tomorrow where i have to look up a bunch of crap on El Colegio de Mexico's website...i'm not doing a good job...i'm too easily distracted...Justin's had a bit of a crisis so he needs me over...i'd prob'ly be just as unproductive at home anyways...i think the issue involving my now dead bass guitar might be resolved...what else was i going to say? i dunno...i'm just suddenly feeling bad for no one clear reason...blah...i should get back to mi tarea de español...fuck! i just realized that i left my spanish-english dictionary at home...great...this will be fun...(i honestly don't think i've done ANYTHNG on it since i've gotten here...) jesus...i'll try to get back to that now...or to it in the first place...