I have one class on Mondays, the class of I'ma fuck you up

[sweetprince]

AC/DC's "Gimme A Bullet" was on the radio on my alarm clock today. I haven't listened to that song in forever. When I was 17 I was convinced the lyrics were "Gimme a bullet, so I can ride it, gimme a bullet, and I'll pretend it's you." I was like that makes no sense, AC/DC. And then Colleen pointed out it was "Gimme a bullet to bite on."

Today we have some weird fuckery with international brunch on Old Campus. I like brunch because it's one of the only meals here that I can actually stumble into hungover and unshowered and I won't be any different from all the other poor sods who partied too hard. However, this new brunch plan is going to entail some effort in my weekend morning routine. DONOTWANT.

Comments

[aboutademongirl.livejournal.com]

"Gimme a bullet, so I can ride it, gimme a bullet, and I'll pretend it's you." That makes perfect sense, though.

Brunch reminds me of high tea, which reminds me of layers of sweet snacks. Oh, the calories <3.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

No sweet snacks. It was kebabs and paella and chicken wings and other savories. But they ran out and the lines were too long.

[notablender.livejournal.com]

i agree. today's brunch sucked. lines were way too long.

[dark-reaction.livejournal.com]

You should answer your phone, my lady. I called you last night! I wanted to see if we could set up a dinner or something this week.

[notablender.livejournal.com]

if you called around 6-8 i was in the branford basement and couldn't receive it! you should've left a message. yes, let's get dinner. any day but wednesday :)