So I've just been moved in to my final Bowdoin dorm. It's rather a tragedy and I don't think I'm coping well. The seniors were welcomed back with a presentation on GETTING A JOB (fuck) and other words such as "career" and "interview" that made me want to vomit. To deal, I've been making lots of trips to Target and Christiania. Erik even stopped by the other day with his surprisingly hot girlfriend, Olivia. We spoke of you, science, and other important things. Olivia told me that once, a boy jumped off a dock and went through a dead manatee. Needless to say, my mind was blown and Olivia is no longer welcome in my room. The story of Sam shitting on the floor may or may not have been mentioned.
For now I'm searching for some hip shit to stick on my walls, as I am officially too mature for posters. Speaking of HIP (smooth segue, I know) Williamsburg was just fucking shocking on my last trip there. There was a free grizzly bear concert in a park and the hipsters were out in a finer form than any outsider such as myself could have ever imagined. I didn't think this possible, but they actually got HIPPER. strange.
So I'm off to walmart and to listen to some Joni Mitchell because I'm so sophisticated. I hate everything.
I will soon include some of the new art I have produced. Prepare yourself. Keep reading the scrabbler (i finally fixed the link I posted months ago) and send me the next comic strip ASAP so I can put it on my wall.
Speaking of the scrabbler, I debated going through the trash in front of our on-campus Subway because I noticed many many cups with free letters. I figured if all the Wake kids that ate at subway gave me their trash, I'd definitely have a fighting chance in winning $100,000 which sadly would not cover my tuition, nor would I use to do so. Instead, I'd extend a stay in a foreign land for as long as I could.
ReplyDeleteI can believe that Erik's gf is hot. Olivia is an unfortunate name that I associate with olives, but maybe I'll acquire taste for her too someday. Unfortunately for her manatee story, she might give me nightmares if she speaks words.
Anytime I go on Facebook, I must look at those pictures from the last time. The last good time I had. Also, the last time my camera worked :(
As for a job, I've had an epiphany that life is too short and I don't need to be so serious in my career choices. Money=happiness=probably false. I'm thinking I want to work for Discovery channel, perhaps a TV version of Better than Straight Dope... I'm thinking Mythbusters, without all the explosives but just as addicting. Next choice is a vegetarian food critic. Final choice is live in Williamsburg, most likely on the streets where ITs happening. I'll be selling comics for a living. Speaking of Willyamsburg, how is your friend and my future ____?