Madness? THIS IS DORM LIFE!
So I keep wondering why I have a story that's in more pieces than Lindsay Lohan's career, and the conclusion I've come up with is that when you live with a bunch of guys who like to drink, party, and cause chaos then there's gonna be some interruptions, especially when you yourself enjoy drinking, partying, and the occasional chaos. These interruptions usually come in the form of:
"Holy shit! Did you see that?!?"
or
"Hey! She's wearing a black bra today!"
and possibly even
"Oh, there's no way Metro PD will know it was us!"
And you think I'm making this up!
So, naturally I must go investigate these matters, which usually leads to me having to convince our RA that she doesn't REALLY need to file that report (again, totally not joking). What sucks even more is that when I do get back to what I was doing, I've lost the flow and everything I type is shit after that. Kinda sucks, but it's a work in progress. Oh well. What is this perpetual state of mayhem I live in?
Madness?
Blasphemy?
Hell with that!
THIS IS DORM LIFE!
XD
PS- Underground: Next (working title) has 73 pages completed!
Woo-hoo!
Madness? THIS IS DORM LIFE!
Monday, February 16, 2009
Why it takes me forever to do anything