indiscretions and inconsistencies after a long night of dream drinking and and [sic] the following failure to sober by sunrise
sometimes i wish i could just write titles, and leave the actual stories and poems and melodies to be imaginated (not a real word, but still got 20,000 google hits) by the title-reader.
i cleaned my room recently, and it was enlightening and hallucinogenic. and it was that loss of control that i found less than ideal. i woke up one morning and i could have sworn i was 18, was late for math (which was bad, because i hadn't started the homework due that day), had to remember to print out my well thought out but hopelessly unrevised western thought essays (which i would get As on anyway, because if you train a teacher to think you're smart, they'll grade you on that and not by the quality if the work you actually turn in. or at the very least, they'll be sympathetic to your real or contrived excuses), and was in love with jenn young (by default).
i can't remember the dream that caused me to wake in such a state, but it suffered from a bit of historical revisionism. i was rarely late to math class. if i was running late, i just didn't go. homework wasn't due until that afternoon, and i really didn't need the teacher to explain anything. western thought essays were, at least for the boring books (e.g. major barbara, paradise lost, and stuff by mill, locke and rousseau, and pico) or books with historical allegory that i was unable to fully appreciate because i didn't bother reading the history text (animal farm, gulliver's travels), sparknotes paraphrasing (but while i'm here, i should (well, not really should, but it's a free chance to make myself look erudite) mention that i enjoyed many of the books in that class, notably: heart of darkness, the plague, a doll's house, arcadia, all quiet on the western front, the prince, the works we read by st. augustine and boethius. i think that's it). and at the time, it wasn't jenn young, but that was the default setting for a series of epochs surrounding that era, so it fits.
i have a terrible memory for experiences and feelings, so when this all hit quite strongly, i was surprised.
fact: my quality of life has plummeted now that peter's gone. serenity never lasts long enough.
fact*: patel is not as common a surname in india as it is elsewhere in the world. it is common in regions of india, and a disproportionately large amount of people from those regions have immigrated to the UK or US.
* possibly not true. i heard it and thought it interesting. but "fact" bears more weight than "hearsay"
acronym of the day: BHNC - big hat, no cattle
backronym of the day (in light of the imminent commencement of school): NKDA - not known, didn't ask (as opposed to its ODSA meaning, "no known drug allergies")
other useful ODSA terms:
FLK - funny looking kid
GBC - general body crumble
PISA - permanent and irrecoverable state of alcoholism
TOBASH - take out back and shoot
UBI - unexplained beer injury
UNIVAC - unusually nasty infection; vultures are circling
DRT - dead right there
DRTTTT - dead right there, there, there, and there (see? humor is the best way to deal with tragedy)
PBP - proctodynia by proxy
Would Muhammad Ali's GOAT (Greatest Of All Time) line of food products also be considered a snackronym or a blackronym?
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