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Sorry bout yesterdays bitchy-ness, feeling on the up & up. Work was ok, the usual balance of assholes and nice people. There's this one cutie from Baton Rouge... why is it I like people from Louisiana?!? And why do they friggin talk so much? Is it a requirement that to be from LA you have to be able to ramble on about the most inane subject, at lenght? Do they really not have the same color blood as we do? If you bleed purple & gold, wouldn't that be a mixture of gorple (Or purold)? And do not come between a coonass and his Abita. As much as they confuse me, dating a coonass has been the bestest thing I've ever done.
Anywho, I get to see the real cutie this weekend again, and hopefully get his apartment clean. Other than that I'm dying to roleplay again. And again. And again.
Should get my diploma soon. I found out I have to take an exit exam given by the department. Yipe. Also, I need to take that GRE thingy whenever it's next offered.
Anywho, I get to see the real cutie this weekend again, and hopefully get his apartment clean. Other than that I'm dying to roleplay again. And again. And again.
Should get my diploma soon. I found out I have to take an exit exam given by the department. Yipe. Also, I need to take that GRE thingy whenever it's next offered.