There's an art to eating cold pizza for breakfast.  It must be pizza from the night before.  It cannot be deep dish; must be thin crust and preferably crunchy.  It can't be cheap, frozen pizza either.  Those taste like shite the morning after. 

FUCK.  I completely forgot to do a Comm quiz.  FYI, all of our quizes and assignments are online at this community bb, Beachboard.  I have a post-it on my monitor, it was writen in my planner, and I only remembered because I remembered this lame joke Justin (teacher) told.  Fucking hell, goddamnit.  It was supposted to be a pretty easy one too.

I am no longer happy from having cold pizza.  But, for some reason, when I sing as loudly as possible to Rufus, I feel better.  I think it's because the music is so loud, it drowns out my voice and I just feel my vocal cords moving.  I get to see Rufus on Sunday at the Borders on Sunset!!!  Maybe I'll bring my guitar and have him sign it.  Must remember not to let "I got a rip of your new album two weeks ago" slip out.

10:19:29 AM  #  Speak to Me []