i think i made a rule for myself yesterday that said i would blog everytime he does

so when i logged into blogspot after i got home from work and saw that he hadn't posted anything, i thought to myself, 'i have the day off'

logged into tumblr

found place in megan boyle's liveblog, march 19th

for as much time as i spend thinking about this blog, i haven't even completed an entire part of it yet

went outside to grab graphing calculator

waved to neighbors gf

came back inside

practiced statistics

completed a chapter that my teacher just started this week while working on a left over enchilada

thought to myself, 'i'm killin the game'

logged back into blogspot

then i didn't know what to do w myself after reading  this

computer love

jake kept
singing the part
of zapp and roger's
computer love
where they go
shooby-do-wop
dooby-wop
i wanna love you
shooby-do-wop
during our shift
on easter sunday
when he asked me
if i knew that song

then when
i told him
that i did
he asked me
if i knew
that the singers
of that song
were brothers
and that
one of them
killed the other

had
me there

didn't
know that

can't be true

chekhov and oysters

thing
i always
found interesting
about chekhov
is that he was
also a lawyer
in addition
to his profession
as a writer

could imagine
chekhov
being more
concerened with
his position
as a lawyer

being entirely
oblivious to
his career
as a writer
i could see people
that personally know chekhov
constantly having
to remind him
of this fact
and his
sort of looking
it over
as a second job

like
i'll get to it
when i have
more time
or
i'm dealing
with a huge case
right now

could see
chekhov
procrastinating
his career
as a writer

used to compare
the cohens
to anton chekhov

that comparison
feels dumb today

read a couple
of stories
by anton chekov
last night
chameleon
and oysters