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joey gay nazi broken clock...? 10-4-'xx: 3:36pm [ morning bell: radiohead ] i am stupid. i had this all most of the way typed out, and the ohhhh, i had to go and close the stupid window and lose the whole entry. it feels weird to be home during daylight hours on thursday. surreal. anyway. i'm here because ormson didn't feel like teaching class today and he knows we're all busy like crazy [ y'think? ]...so he let us out before three o'clock, even! and since jess saw me walking home, she gave me a ride, so i actually got here at 3 or so. amazing. the most frightening thing happened in history class. see, dron's clock is screwed up. like...it is permanently stuck at 5 past the hour. the hours change [ not exactly on the hour, but semi-close ]...and so do the seconds...but minutes don't. so at like, 9:30, it reads 9:05. anyway. so this maintainence guy comes in during class and dron is like "you gonna fix my clock?" and the guy don't really say anything [ i don't remember him saying anything, anyway ], he just unlocks the phone box, uses the phone, and leaves. [ daydream believer: as played by shonen knife ] so we're like "ooohhhkay." and we go on with class. then, later, he comes back in and gets up on the table under the clock...so we again assume that he's going to fix it. but he just stands there and puts his ear up to the intercom. so dron goes on about the nazi party, and someone asks about the term "nazi" and what it stands for. and he says that it doesn't really stand for anything, that it was a term derived from their name which is so and so...but he couldn't remember how to say all of it in german. then, all of the sudden, the maintainence guy jumps off the table and.... [ reach for the bottle: pinhead gunpowder ] ...spouts out the whole name of the party in german, breifly explains the nazi party, and then just leaves before anyone can say anything. i don't know, it was just kinda....weird. [ liberation: fifteen ] and something else frightening. the other day, when i went to barnes and noble to re-order don quijote and i saw this magazine called "joey" sitting in the like, teen-ish magazine section. i thought that was funny enough, that there is a magazine called joey...but then i read the headline at the top: "the new magazine for gay and bi teens" i just about shit myself laughing. nothing against gay people at all...i just found it hilariously ironic. [ panic song: green day ] well. i think i have a teensy bit of time to take a teensy little nap. i think i will. hasta la pasta, as jed would say. ←/ b a c k w a r d / f o r w a r d /→ |
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