MPE Review Section I: Algebra

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I was on your porch.
The smoke sank in to my skin.
So I came inside to be with you.
And we talked all night;
about everything you could imagine.
Because come the morning I'll be gone.
And as our eyes start to close,
I turn to you, and I let you know,
that I love you.


So I have my college orientation tomorrow. And I haven't taken the math placement exam that I am supposed to have done by now. And the server to take said exam is down right now.

but that doesn't really matter, because scores for exams are submitted to the school at 10pm.

And it's after that time. So they'd get my score tomorrow night anyway.

I haven't even gone to college yet, and I'm already failing at it. . .

Shit son.



I had the feeling again tonight. Like I'm the most boring person in the world. I hope that's not true. Because I've met some really boring people. I hope I'm not as boring as them.

I hope I'm not as boring as the guy on the lightrail, who constantly talks to you. No matter how obvious you make it that you want to be left alone, he's there--rambling about some thing or another. Talking about his views on life while his waist is softly constricted by his fanny pack with the plastic king soopers bag coming up through the zipper. He smells like alcohol. He looks like concrete. He talks like he is taking my order at a fast food drive thru, muffled and quick. I hope I'm not like that.

I hope I'm not like the overachiever in an honors class who shouldn't really be there. Just talking to fill time. Repeating the same idea over and over again. He has an awful stutter at beginning of each sentence. He breathes heavily. He has mucus buildup. I hope I'm not like that.

I hope I'm not like that lump who sits in the corner and does nothing. He makes no impact. He is to people as myspace is to websites--There is nothing you can do with him. Just stare. You have to hit refresh quite a few times before he'll give you a "new message." I hope I'm not like that.


I hope I'm not as boring as those people. But once again, in comparison to the people who I was with tonight--who also aren't like those people--I felt boring.

Very boring.


and I don't like that.


Love always,
jim.