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Country: United States
State: Kansas
Metro: Wichita
Birthday: 1/22/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: Channeling the power of the Moose
Expertise: Saving the world from the eventual cow take-over
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Member Since:
2/15/2005
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| I have a new blog. It is already better than this one. You should read it instead of this one, considering there won't be anything to read on this one in the future. Not that there's been anything to read on this one in recent months anyway... | | |
| I just (not just as in 1.93 seconds ago, but more like 5.23 hours ago) finished reading The Washingtonienne, loaned and recommended to me by sloth_rider. I'm going to venture out on a limb here and say that it was pretty good (not pretty good as in something I could discuss with my English professors, but more like I enjoyed reading about skanky crack-whores and their DC antics). So, that was fun.
Also, yesterday I experienced round #4 in the battle of me versus theft. So far me is at zero, and theft's at four. Clever bastard. I would tell you all about my sad laptop woes, but I'm going to vimeo it once the CV guys GET RID OF THE BUGS AND ALLOW PEOPLE BACK ON THE SITE SO I CAN GET MY FIX, and that will be much better than I could ever relay the story here.
FYI- I made $51.03 at our garage sale between Thrusday and Friday. I love life when I'm able to make money by sitting in a garage taking cash for crap I don't want anymore while I play Mario vs. Donkey Kong on my little brother's game boy all day.
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| I know. I know I haven't updated in 527.3 years. I know. I know I've made a serious transgression against the Xanga gods, but it won't be the last time, so get used to it. In the course of a single week I broke up with my boyfriend of five years, lost my grandfather who was really a father to me, and suffered from the stomach flu on the day of his funeral. The week after that I had finals. I explained it all to the Xanga gods; they understand. So don't worry about me. Just be patient until I get enough energy back to try and be clever more often.
And yes, I'm still listening to the same CD two months later. It's either that good, or I'm that lazy.
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| This is the part of the semester where I enter high stress mode. Reasons for this include, but are not limited to:
1 - I've used up all my allowed absenses in my classes, and now actually have to attend class. Last week I went to every. single. class. The forcast for this week is the same.
2 - Being an English major, we get take-home exams rather than the good ole' in class kind. This allows me ample opportunity to procrastinate, which means that I now have at least 3 four-page overdue essays.
3 - Teachers always place 95% of the semester's workload on the last 4 weeks of the semester. They are slutbags.
4 - My financial aid refund check from the beginning of the semester has been completely drained. Now, I must live on money I actually earn, like I'm a Republican or something.
In other news, I now write 99.987% of all Newman University's press releases, so don't be a bitch and rip them off as your own work for another newspaper/class. I'll cut you.
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| Right now I'm at my "desk" in my little corner in the back of the
advancement office, reading blogs, facebooking, learning exciting
things on wikipedia, and occasionally writing a few trite lines for a
press release. Did I mention I was getting paid to do this?
I now understand why we only have the intranet,
rather than internet, at Walgreens. No one would be able to OD on
the Lortabs, and what kind of business would we be running if we didn't
provide that service to the world?
In other news, only two people commented on my last post.
Losers. I thought it was pretty good, so I waited a few weeks to
give you all some time to show your love, but alas, you're all (minus
two) assholes. Do better this time, okay?
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