Quick Note
My heart is about to implode. I just inundated it with enough sugar and caffeine to run the LA marathon in record time. I didn't have time to eat dinner tonight and finally decided I needed to grab a bite to eat. Plus, I needed caffeine in order to get through the grueling task of finishing my 10 page paper (halfway done) and studying for my econ final (have not started). I hope to be done with the paper by midnight. I also have a math midterm tomorrow, but found out a little while ago that I can just skip it and take the final at the end of the semester. There is no way I can learn everything I am supposed to know in one night. Don't think I am a slacker (believe me!). I just have not had enough time to really focus on math. But, never fear because I am quitting my job and devoting the month of April to my studies. I will graduate! Mark my words! I also have a gay computer literacy test to take. If I don't pass it is likely I will not graduate.
Tonight "someone" (okay, "Tony") said that when he thinks of me he thinks of a rat (be still my heart). He went on to explain that it's because I like cheese so much. Man, can't a girl like cheese(especially pepperjack cheese, cream cheese, chedder cheese, feta,provolone,monterey jack cheese,...)without feeling persecuted? I said something along the lines of, "okay, well as along as I'm a cute rat." And of course he agreed (I'm always looking for opportunities to have my ego stroked). I then I jokingly replied, "Are you hitting on me?!" (Dont' worry Kristi).
Ahhhh...good times...
By the way Kristi, Tony said something that makes me worry a bit. Have you been telling him things about me that you shouldn't? He wouldn't elaborate, but it was definitely implied.
"Lucy (Kristi)! You've got some 'splainen to do!"
Your (Kristi) response is:
"I'm so sorry benevolent master. You are right. I have betrayed your trust and for that I am greviously sorry. I am but a heinous sinner and deserve no drop of your forgiveness. I will toil and struggle for the rest of my life to make it up to you. Anything that I have is yours. I promise to always listen to you because when you speak wisdom gushes from your mouth.I highly esteem you and would never want to be far from your good graces. Indeed, my first born daughter shall be named after you. Yes, little Emily Chabert shall be incredibly lucky if she possesses even a morsel of your beauty. And whenever you come to visit me,I will treat you as an honored geust in my home because you are a jewel of the rarest kind."
Okay, okay, now I'm just stalling. I need to get back to my paper.
I guess my heart is not going to implode. It has quieted down and I'm beginning to feel my body shutting down. My eyes want to close and my head wants to find a nice pillow. Okay, the quicker I stop talking to you people the faster I will have it done.
Tonight "someone" (okay, "Tony") said that when he thinks of me he thinks of a rat (be still my heart). He went on to explain that it's because I like cheese so much. Man, can't a girl like cheese(especially pepperjack cheese, cream cheese, chedder cheese, feta,provolone,monterey jack cheese,...)without feeling persecuted? I said something along the lines of, "okay, well as along as I'm a cute rat." And of course he agreed (I'm always looking for opportunities to have my ego stroked). I then I jokingly replied, "Are you hitting on me?!" (Dont' worry Kristi).
Ahhhh...good times...
By the way Kristi, Tony said something that makes me worry a bit. Have you been telling him things about me that you shouldn't? He wouldn't elaborate, but it was definitely implied.
"Lucy (Kristi)! You've got some 'splainen to do!"
Your (Kristi) response is:
"I'm so sorry benevolent master. You are right. I have betrayed your trust and for that I am greviously sorry. I am but a heinous sinner and deserve no drop of your forgiveness. I will toil and struggle for the rest of my life to make it up to you. Anything that I have is yours. I promise to always listen to you because when you speak wisdom gushes from your mouth.I highly esteem you and would never want to be far from your good graces. Indeed, my first born daughter shall be named after you. Yes, little Emily Chabert shall be incredibly lucky if she possesses even a morsel of your beauty. And whenever you come to visit me,I will treat you as an honored geust in my home because you are a jewel of the rarest kind."
Okay, okay, now I'm just stalling. I need to get back to my paper.
I guess my heart is not going to implode. It has quieted down and I'm beginning to feel my body shutting down. My eyes want to close and my head wants to find a nice pillow. Okay, the quicker I stop talking to you people the faster I will have it done.