Lamentations
In response to Jon: from my friend John.
In other news, I am sick: with strep and pink eye. The strep is from Kate Dowd, who I probably shouldn't have made out with... the pink eye, who knows?
They took back my couch! Beginning of September, I stole a couch from the TV lounge downstairs and its been a great setup since, but I guess to many had the same idea I did and so housekeeping came around knocking on all the doors looking for them. My stupid roommate let them in while I was gone and now ITS gone.
Does anyone ever wake up with a wound that they have no idea they got? I woke up this morning with a small cut on my knuckle and I don't know where it came from. Perhaps I'm a sleepwalking ninja by night and just a neurotic student by day?
FYI: I really hate people who talk to themselves, and even worse, laugh at their own jokes to themselves. (And yes, I hate these people more than people who listen to symphonies on their headphones and feel the need to gyrate and conduct vehemently whiling doing so.)
In other news, I am sick: with strep and pink eye. The strep is from Kate Dowd, who I probably shouldn't have made out with... the pink eye, who knows?
They took back my couch! Beginning of September, I stole a couch from the TV lounge downstairs and its been a great setup since, but I guess to many had the same idea I did and so housekeeping came around knocking on all the doors looking for them. My stupid roommate let them in while I was gone and now ITS gone.
Does anyone ever wake up with a wound that they have no idea they got? I woke up this morning with a small cut on my knuckle and I don't know where it came from. Perhaps I'm a sleepwalking ninja by night and just a neurotic student by day?
FYI: I really hate people who talk to themselves, and even worse, laugh at their own jokes to themselves. (And yes, I hate these people more than people who listen to symphonies on their headphones and feel the need to gyrate and conduct vehemently whiling doing so.)