The selected ravings of a most peculiar young man.
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Three words:
What a weekend.
posted by Matthew @
12:57 PM
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Saturday, October 04, 2003  |
Here's another thing I hate: coming up with a great (by which I mean really, really bad) pun, but not having a context for it. Example:
If I were putting on a presentation about famous composers with a group of friends, I could say, in a Schwarzenegger voice, "I'll be Bach." And it would be great! But alas, I have no use for such a pun.
posted by Matthew @
1:01 PM
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Thursday, October 02, 2003  |
Man, I hate writing a paper and then getting to the end and realizing I disagree with my thesis. But of course, I'm too lazy to go back and change anything, so I have to leave it. Very frustrating.
posted by Matthew @
10:38 PM
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Wednesday, October 01, 2003  |
I demand courage, serenity, and wisdom right now!
Hey, there's nothing in that adage about patience.
posted by Matthew @
4:00 PM
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Monday, September 29, 2003  |
I am consistently surprised at how a few unfortunate incidents can turn my mood sour so quickly.
Confusticate and bebother the lot of it.
posted by Matthew @
2:33 PM
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My normal propensity for gradiloquence seems unnecessary.
Emerson Rose rocks.
Andrew rocks.
Peggy rocks.
That is all.
posted by Matthew @
3:59 AM
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Sunday, September 28, 2003  |
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