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For those who don't know me... (um, why are you reading my xanga?)... you know that I'm a tad... crazy. I would say for lack of a better word, but of course there are other words, many words I'm sure any licensed (I'm sure even some unlicensed) psychatrists could come up with at the drop of a hat.
Anywho. Sure, the first week of school has ended. And I spent the night in a sort of celebration. Napped. Ate dinner out with Adora. Watched Gilmore Girls with Angie. And then continued to watch Gilmore Girls.... Six episodes. Holy cow, right? Well, I guess I can't really say I watched six whole episodes, the first disc was so scratched that only the first of the four episodes contained there on played properly the whole way through.
Okay. I know, this blog has no point. But do any of mine ever?
Taking the GRE in two weeks. Going to Utah in three weeks. Four weeks? Who knows?
No life.
Anywho. Sure, the first week of school has ended. And I spent the night in a sort of celebration. Napped. Ate dinner out with Adora. Watched Gilmore Girls with Angie. And then continued to watch Gilmore Girls.... Six episodes. Holy cow, right? Well, I guess I can't really say I watched six whole episodes, the first disc was so scratched that only the first of the four episodes contained there on played properly the whole way through.
Okay. I know, this blog has no point. But do any of mine ever?
Taking the GRE in two weeks. Going to Utah in three weeks. Four weeks? Who knows?
No life.