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Okay, I admit. I've put off reading the last 100 pages of Gone with the Wind because I know what's going to happen and it depresses me. But I must finish it because I won't start writing this stupid script that Travis wants me to write until page 1027. That's just how I roll. Ha! What a funny phrase! I fully intend to use it more often.
I'm tired. My back kind of hurts. I want Steve and Megan to come home.
Dentures are expensive.
I convinced Sarah to come to Morocco with me. It was immensely difficult. The conversation went something like this:
Sarah: I don't know where to study abroad. I was thinking maybe Kenya.
Emily: Yeah, I thought about Kenya too, but I've decided to go to Morocco.
Sarah: Wow! Can I come?!
Ahh, my powers of persuasion remain unrivaled. Perhaps sarah and I can ride across the desert together on one of those two bump camels. That's be sweet, what with the riding and the desert and the two bumps. Honestly though, riding on a camel looks immensely uncomfortable. Maybe they'll let me ride a horse instead. On second thought, that's probably a bad idea. Horses need water, or so they tell me. Rumor has it, the desert lacks large quantities of water.
Why can't Scarlett fucking realize that she's in love with Rhett and stop being such a bitch to everybody around her?! Never before have I gotten so immensely frustrated with a character in my life. If I didn't like her so much, I probably wouldn't care, but it's painful watching the inevitable downfall of a character you love. Because damn it! I do give a damn!
Powers back up to 15%. Excellent. Kim told Erin, Sarah, and I yesterday that our computers were going to crash because none of us have any memory left. Then she said some stuff about rams and laughed a lot but none of us knew why because we don't speak the computer language. Awe, don't worry kim. It's the computer age. Nerds are in.
Fair enough. I'll stop babbling.
PS - we were robbed of a wonderful win in stratego! Damn it!
I'm tired. My back kind of hurts. I want Steve and Megan to come home.
Dentures are expensive.
I convinced Sarah to come to Morocco with me. It was immensely difficult. The conversation went something like this:
Sarah: I don't know where to study abroad. I was thinking maybe Kenya.
Emily: Yeah, I thought about Kenya too, but I've decided to go to Morocco.
Sarah: Wow! Can I come?!
Ahh, my powers of persuasion remain unrivaled. Perhaps sarah and I can ride across the desert together on one of those two bump camels. That's be sweet, what with the riding and the desert and the two bumps. Honestly though, riding on a camel looks immensely uncomfortable. Maybe they'll let me ride a horse instead. On second thought, that's probably a bad idea. Horses need water, or so they tell me. Rumor has it, the desert lacks large quantities of water.
Why can't Scarlett fucking realize that she's in love with Rhett and stop being such a bitch to everybody around her?! Never before have I gotten so immensely frustrated with a character in my life. If I didn't like her so much, I probably wouldn't care, but it's painful watching the inevitable downfall of a character you love. Because damn it! I do give a damn!
Powers back up to 15%. Excellent. Kim told Erin, Sarah, and I yesterday that our computers were going to crash because none of us have any memory left. Then she said some stuff about rams and laughed a lot but none of us knew why because we don't speak the computer language. Awe, don't worry kim. It's the computer age. Nerds are in.
Fair enough. I'll stop babbling.
PS - we were robbed of a wonderful win in stratego! Damn it!