So last night I went to no shame with Poo. Poo is a dickhead. It seems that much of the time, he elevates himself by shaming others. (See the post smoke-off entry refering to Poo and Peter) I dunno, maybe lack of chemicals is just making me more irritable.

I have to go and see my parents today. Which isn't so bad, because we're going to discuss the possibility of me moving out of the dorms. And that would be sweet shit, not to mention I have laid out the idea of me moving in with a certain spicy fat kid. Which would be awesome, since I Kyle is the fucking shit.

Anyway, last night at no shame I just wanted to move around and meet people and talk and mingle and run and shout and do things that were crazy and off the wall. I think that my hiatus is helping me to discover my lost insanity. For the good or the bad, it doesn't really matter. But I had noone to assist me in my endeavors, and you know me, coward. So of course I couldn't do it on my own. And of course Poo was no help. He was stoned as per usual and in no paticular mood to run and jump and suck the marrow of life.

Suck the marrow of life? That really is something that I need to do more of. That and reading that booklist, thanks kevin.

I really need to start writing for no shame, maybe it would help me meet some people. That way I could go places and do things rather than just sitting in my dorm like a freaking loser all the time, playing on the computer and looking at porn.

On a completely unrelated topic, I told my MADM professor that I had a family emergency and couldn't come to class. Actually, last night my brother called me and was like "I'm going snowboarding tommorow, and I need a partner. You up for it?" He needed a parter, and he's family. Or at least that's my logic. It wasn't quite a lie, and it wasn't quite the truth, but it served it's purpose and got me an extension on the homework (which I should mention that I DID have done). It wasn't exactly a lie, more of a partial truth.

Must write a monologue for next no shame.

Strong as steel, still malleable, but just as confused as ever

-Iron