Thursday? What?

So it is Thursday and I have had a few glasses of wine, sue me. I figured I would just write to you all quick because it is about time for me to hit the sack and I am pretty sure I am going to sleep like a baby tonight. Tomorrow is Friday and that excites me. I love my Fridays, all I have is three classes and two of them are done by ten. So it is the only day in the week where I get to just sit around for a vast majority of the day. I do, however have quite a few things that I need to get done before Monday. For instance I have not done laundry in almost three weeks now, and I am pretty sure I am out of underwear, which is just a horrible situation all around. So if anyone sees me around tomorrow and I seem a bit more free spirited than usual you will know why. I also have a test and some other homework due by Monday that I need to get working on. I really hate homework and I am not really good at it. All my life I have done the bare minimum of what I need to do to pass my classes or get certain people off my back. I have never really applied myself to anything so I don't really see any reason to start now. I feel that homework is for people that can not learn by themselves and most of it seems completely pointless to me. Tell me when the tests are, I might study but probably not, and I will show up and take the damn test. Please do not waste my time with all this pointless homework, I have better things to do with my evening such as drinking wine and throwing myself in front of a train. Anyway, I seem to just be rambling now (what else is new?) so I guess I will get going. Maybe you will get lucky and get to deal with my awesomeness tomorrow, but if not, do not cry there will always be another chance. So ta ta for now and I am sorry about that NAM quote last night. I am pretty sure I made that up but I might have absorbed it from somewhere. Anyway if you are a Vietnam vet I meant no offense by it, but on the other hand if you are offended I could care less. Yeah, I rule and I need to sleep and Yay for wine!

Peter Pan playing broomball is a very funny mental image!

The sweet nectar that is NyQuil!

I am sitting here at approximately midnight on what I believe to be Wednesday. I have had a cold for the last 5 days or so and have been living from one dose of NyQuil to the next. Quite frankly I love this shit, it makes me feel like my head is a distant planet with its own echo system and a tropical rain forest or two. The best part about NyQuil is that it is legal unlike the gallon jug of wine I got caught with in the hall on Friday. I guess that is a story for another time though. Anyway, I should be doing homework because that is what college students are supposed to do but quite frankly I don't give a damn. I don't care about my homework, in fact I e-mailed my accounting professor and simply told him I wasn't going to do the assignment and that I would consider doing it for Friday. If there is one thing I have learned about college professors it is that they love being told what to do. People who spend their entire life gaining knowledge and attending school like nothing more than to waste it by being bossed around by overly sexed, minimally motivated undergraduate students. Anyway, I am pretty sure that I am fairly tired and my bed is opening up its massive jaws and beckoning me to climb inside to enjoy the sweet, calming comforts that one can only find between two blankets. So as they said in NAM "Don't burn the village before you rape the women!" Something to think about.

Titles are for sissies!

Well I had every intention in the world of having an extremely productive and eventful night. It seems that in the making of these plans I forgot one small detail, that my name is Adam Stange. I seem to be incapable of applying myself to anything for an extended period of time. What good would all this time spent on earth be if we didn't waste a vast majority of it. It seems to make the moments that we don't waste that much more unique and outstanding. Anyone enough of me making excuses for my laziness. Yesterday was valentines day and I spent the majority of it running around as a chicken would who was lacking a head. Last night, however was a lot of fun, Rachel and myself watched a movie and just chilled. It felt good to just sit after running all day, although it did not feel good to sit on the floor. I think that my tail bone is still bruised. So yeah, valentines day, romantic holiday or a foggy, drunken memory? I will get back to you on that.

Last Friday we threw a pirate party which was lot of fun. I would like to post some of the pictures on this site but definitely need to Photoshop my pictures before they are touching the internet. I just need to take care of a few alterations, such as giving myself a six pack and getting rid of that nasty rash all over my chest. Anyway....... the night was crazy, good times were had by all and a lot of alcohol was consumed. Coincidence? I think not! Ok well I guess that is about all for now, I am going to go and sit around for the next couple hours before I face plant on my bed. Best wishes to all and to all a good night.

Things Looking Up?

Sorry if I frightened anyone with my last post, I know that I can be a bit overly dramatic. The truth be told, Saturday was not such a good night for me but I did find out a lot about myself and who my friends are. Things do seem to be looking better though. I started saxophone lessons with a new professor this week who seems to be a lot better fit for my playing. He has already pointed out some key problems and pushed me in a completely different direction than I was going. School seems to be going better also. I found out that I made the Deans list again last semester and that I was awarded an additional music scholarship. Most importantly however, my relationships are going better. My relationship with a certain lady friend has finally received some direction and I really feel good about how things are going. So to sum up what has been a fairly long, complicated week, things seem to finally be looking up. Spring is on the way and for the first time in some time I actually feel good about the direction my life seems to be taking me. We are also throwing a "pirate" party tomorrow where we all dress like pirates and drink out of jugs. Needless to say I am fairly excited. AAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrr

Not Happy

I am not happy with my life. I feel like all those who I have considered close to me have deceived me and that everything that I once found important in my life is in fact a trick. A trick put in place to deceive my emotions and make me feel comfortable in the shit hole that has become my everyday life. There are very few people that I can actually trust in my life and one by one they are dropping like flies. My belief that females are not to be trusted has been reinforced by recent events and I now feel stronger in this belief than ever. I really wish that I could actually trust people in my life. I wish that I could trust people to actually care about my feelings and not put so much time and emphasis on their own ass. Life is really shitty and I really wish I had my own island somewhere where I didn't have to talk or deal with anyone. Why can't people realize that it is better to be truthful and hurt someone than it is lead them to believe that they actually mean a damn to you. Why allow them to be completely torn into a thousand pieces? I guess it is far too much to ask to actually consider other people's feelings. So here I go into the shit hole that has become my life. Everything is going wrong, my music, my school, my relationships and my friendships. Wish me luck next time. Peace out.

Adam