FUCK! i can't get stupid cortney out of my brain! i was shelving books & looking for professor courtney's class, repeating "courtney, courtney, courtney..." over & over, right? then i started thinking about how weird it is that, used to be i would say "cortney" more often than a whole lot of other words, than most words even, besides like, "like," or "i," or "angels." then all of a sudden, i almost never say "cortney," or "courtney," or any thing. just a weird word-shaped lacunae. but now i can't get freaking cortney off my mind! i even tried calling jenny to rattle it out, but she was in a meeting, & she never remembers to call me back when she gets out of them. so now i'll just have this squeeky mouse-wheel rolling in my head for a while. great.
& now i just totally had a crush on the tall girl with glasses who was returning her core four (4) book & (not buying, since we didn't have it) looking for her core ten (10) book. i totally had a crush on that girl with the huge pupils just now. then i was like "what the fuck is going on with all these girls, dammit?!" i realized it is that thing i do, where i've just been real busy & sleepy lately, so through my own neglect, i feel traumatized that jenny isn't paying any attention to me. wait a moment! you can shove off down the styx, abandonment complex! i'm holding this old iron-clad together! i'll show you moniter! anyhow, tonight peter & alicia are going out on a double date with us. then we both have saturday off together, & then a sunday brunch with carla & andrew & mrs. carla before i go off to my game. that should mitigate the lonesome desolate space-station of my chest. quick! aliens....go forth! multiply! ALIENS!!!!! I LIKE YOU, ALIENS!!!!