Whose Ice Is Colder?
Oh my Bob. Today has been a series of unfortunate events. Lemony Snicket would be e'er so proud. That's the third inane pop culture reference I've made in recent LJness. Generally I leave those out of LJ. Odd.
First and foremost... Sunday night when Nate finished studying with Ben at Pegasus he came and got me and we awayed to his house. I got a good chunk of work done actually. PANTONEd all my images for the magazine layout. We had assorted talk before settling into serious talk which cusped on argument I think, but never got there. We don't really have arguments anymore. I made a comment about my blahness towards Nate and Ben smoking and Nate going to parties every weekend. Nothing terrible happens by normal people standards, but I'm very anti both of those things. It was just one of those things where Nate doesn't like feeling judged by his friends and I don't like people thinking that I"m some super nazi with impossible standards. There is so much to this, but I really won't get into it here cuz that's not what this entry is for. lol.
We were up till like 4am. Rose at 8:30 I think. Got to campus and did homeworkly things. Peter came to the table and we went on errands of his to the Architecture building and Holton to get projects/sheets. He and Steph were gonna go get lunch and I was considering coming with. Peter had to get going so, luckily in the long run, got going and I remained at the print lab. Which was 12 people waited listed by the time I got to it, 5 minutes before it was supposed to be open even. Sigh. Everyone was there. I got the dish from Jessica and Brandon about everything. Only three haiku copies now. Paper and ink possibly running low/out. Everyone was all anticipatory. Whatever, I knew I was gonna have to handle it tomorrow/tuesday/today. I got lots of little questions answered and just kind of recharged mind and body by talking to them for about a half hour as their stuff slowly jutted out the printers... I really enjoy Brandon and Jessica so... yeah.
I got on the bus and got to work an hour early, where I bought some cool stuff (intentionally vague and xmasy) and sat down with my rough drafts for some process book critique/writing.
Work was same as usual. I did door and had issues with the deep freeze going on and having ill-fitting gloves. We had nonstop donations for a bit over an hour, which is pretty rare slash awful for a dark, cold Monday night in December. Eff that. Josh and I compared penis sizes school wise because I've obviously had shit going down and he had a big doomathon meeting of some sort recently. Uch all around then.
Talked to Jeremy as he left about how he's been acting wierd towards me lately. Lots of faux-nice. Or seeming so. He said it was nothing. I feel no remorse for my suspicion. It's actually pretty funny to me.
From what I can tell a toilet got clogged on nothing cuz I was cleaning and flushed it cuz it had some TP in it (not much) and it overflowed and spewed a bit. Hmmm. Shit fit minus the shit. I was proud of that one. Moving on.
During close I found this awesome book called Piggins about a pig/butler who solves a dinner party crime. Rock! I walked around showing pictures to people...
*walks up behind Eric*
*Erick adjusts hanger*
Adrian, using announcement volume: "HARUMPH said Mrs. Ratsbary--"
Eric, turning around quickly: "Ok, ENOUGH."
Adrian: *big laughter*
Eric: *exasperated/laughter*
I liked that one a lot.
Not to mention...
*Eric walks back inside from locking the front door*
Eric: "Man, it's cold. It's colder than Adrian out there."
Adrian: "Don't say such things... cuz clearly that's not possible..."
I love being thought of like that, as long as it's used for the greater good of humour. Weeeeeeeee~*
That whole homework gettin' done campaign last night? Not at ALL. Fell asleep. Face first. Into floor. (Till 4am. When I got up and did some super productive work on project labels while Big O and Gigantor lingered on in the background).
Got a call from Ben because he wasn't gonna be up late. Awwwwww, how sweet of him even though he's grating on me.... *drifting eyes*
Nate called and extended the hand of Pegasus, which I had to turn away due to homework REALLY needing to get done. That's how you know it's serious folks.
Allie also sent me her love and I loved her in return in my heart. lol.
Today will be covered later. The El Plan for now is: transfer funds. bus to state fair. bus to F-5. bus to Lost World. Get claimed by mom and end up at Maggie's till she leaves there.
Allie: In one of my critical reflections I used "*face*". Just thought you should know that. And that you rawk.
I feel really unclean for some reason today. ?.
My coat needs to stop smelling like smoke now.
Why must the smoker's lounge have large tables and be so comfortable?
To cushion the transition into cancer?
Peh.
First and foremost... Sunday night when Nate finished studying with Ben at Pegasus he came and got me and we awayed to his house. I got a good chunk of work done actually. PANTONEd all my images for the magazine layout. We had assorted talk before settling into serious talk which cusped on argument I think, but never got there. We don't really have arguments anymore. I made a comment about my blahness towards Nate and Ben smoking and Nate going to parties every weekend. Nothing terrible happens by normal people standards, but I'm very anti both of those things. It was just one of those things where Nate doesn't like feeling judged by his friends and I don't like people thinking that I"m some super nazi with impossible standards. There is so much to this, but I really won't get into it here cuz that's not what this entry is for. lol.
We were up till like 4am. Rose at 8:30 I think. Got to campus and did homeworkly things. Peter came to the table and we went on errands of his to the Architecture building and Holton to get projects/sheets. He and Steph were gonna go get lunch and I was considering coming with. Peter had to get going so, luckily in the long run, got going and I remained at the print lab. Which was 12 people waited listed by the time I got to it, 5 minutes before it was supposed to be open even. Sigh. Everyone was there. I got the dish from Jessica and Brandon about everything. Only three haiku copies now. Paper and ink possibly running low/out. Everyone was all anticipatory. Whatever, I knew I was gonna have to handle it tomorrow/tuesday/today. I got lots of little questions answered and just kind of recharged mind and body by talking to them for about a half hour as their stuff slowly jutted out the printers... I really enjoy Brandon and Jessica so... yeah.
I got on the bus and got to work an hour early, where I bought some cool stuff (intentionally vague and xmasy) and sat down with my rough drafts for some process book critique/writing.
Work was same as usual. I did door and had issues with the deep freeze going on and having ill-fitting gloves. We had nonstop donations for a bit over an hour, which is pretty rare slash awful for a dark, cold Monday night in December. Eff that. Josh and I compared penis sizes school wise because I've obviously had shit going down and he had a big doomathon meeting of some sort recently. Uch all around then.
Talked to Jeremy as he left about how he's been acting wierd towards me lately. Lots of faux-nice. Or seeming so. He said it was nothing. I feel no remorse for my suspicion. It's actually pretty funny to me.
From what I can tell a toilet got clogged on nothing cuz I was cleaning and flushed it cuz it had some TP in it (not much) and it overflowed and spewed a bit. Hmmm. Shit fit minus the shit. I was proud of that one. Moving on.
During close I found this awesome book called Piggins about a pig/butler who solves a dinner party crime. Rock! I walked around showing pictures to people...
*walks up behind Eric*
*Erick adjusts hanger*
Adrian, using announcement volume: "HARUMPH said Mrs. Ratsbary--"
Eric, turning around quickly: "Ok, ENOUGH."
Adrian: *big laughter*
Eric: *exasperated/laughter*
I liked that one a lot.
Not to mention...
*Eric walks back inside from locking the front door*
Eric: "Man, it's cold. It's colder than Adrian out there."
Adrian: "Don't say such things... cuz clearly that's not possible..."
I love being thought of like that, as long as it's used for the greater good of humour. Weeeeeeeee~*
That whole homework gettin' done campaign last night? Not at ALL. Fell asleep. Face first. Into floor. (Till 4am. When I got up and did some super productive work on project labels while Big O and Gigantor lingered on in the background).
Got a call from Ben because he wasn't gonna be up late. Awwwwww, how sweet of him even though he's grating on me.... *drifting eyes*
Nate called and extended the hand of Pegasus, which I had to turn away due to homework REALLY needing to get done. That's how you know it's serious folks.
Allie also sent me her love and I loved her in return in my heart. lol.
Today will be covered later. The El Plan for now is: transfer funds. bus to state fair. bus to F-5. bus to Lost World. Get claimed by mom and end up at Maggie's till she leaves there.
Allie: In one of my critical reflections I used "*face*". Just thought you should know that. And that you rawk.
I feel really unclean for some reason today. ?.
My coat needs to stop smelling like smoke now.
Why must the smoker's lounge have large tables and be so comfortable?
To cushion the transition into cancer?
Peh.