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Hmm... what to say... I just changed my background to a pair of
pictures from the Sr Party photobooth. And my browser window is
positioned so that all you see is me in a look of horrible pain and
fear. Should be interesting if a roomie notices.
Just had a dandy floor meeting. Basic rules, whatever. First two toilets are the "Piss Toilets." Makes sense, I guess. So we don't have to worry about sitting on someone else's... yeah. I hereby resign as Captain Blunt TMI. Or at least go on vacation.
Let's see... Wind Symphony audition tomorrow. Probably not gonna get in, since I got the music today, and still can't play it as well as I wish I could. Oh well. I'm more interested in auditioning for theatre on Thursday, anyway. School House Rock Live. AND I get to meet people.
There's a Wild Dance Party tonight on the front lawn, but I've opted out of going, because I'm just too tired to attend. My rommates are here, too. One writing a paper, the other too much of geek to do this thing we call "dancing."
I've been getting along fairly well with each of them. Gave Jack a ride to Walgreen's for cigars (He's trying to cut the pot, and apparently, cigarrettes are addictive and deadly... because cigars are sooo much better...*raised eyebrow*) We also eat meals together on occasion. Craig and I are both into music that isn't heavy/death metal (Jack's only true passion, aside from cars), so we get along in that department. Now I just have to get him to stop describing bad things as "gay." I think I know a good way to kill it quick, but it's kinda blunt, and I'm not sure that just saying it would be in my best interests.
And now I'm getting sick of writing this stupid thing, even though I have almost nothing else to do. Unless I check what's on TV... Oh, I've been focusing on eating right and staying healthy, etc. Y'know... taking the stairs instead of the elevator, parking in the lot farthest from my dorm. Although that part isn't a personal choice... I just already know there won't be any spots in my dorm lot. But I'm ok with that, because I enjoy the walks, and I know I'm keeping myself from getting fat. Yay!
And now I'm done. Tschüs.
Just had a dandy floor meeting. Basic rules, whatever. First two toilets are the "Piss Toilets." Makes sense, I guess. So we don't have to worry about sitting on someone else's... yeah. I hereby resign as Captain Blunt TMI. Or at least go on vacation.
Let's see... Wind Symphony audition tomorrow. Probably not gonna get in, since I got the music today, and still can't play it as well as I wish I could. Oh well. I'm more interested in auditioning for theatre on Thursday, anyway. School House Rock Live. AND I get to meet people.
There's a Wild Dance Party tonight on the front lawn, but I've opted out of going, because I'm just too tired to attend. My rommates are here, too. One writing a paper, the other too much of geek to do this thing we call "dancing."
I've been getting along fairly well with each of them. Gave Jack a ride to Walgreen's for cigars (He's trying to cut the pot, and apparently, cigarrettes are addictive and deadly... because cigars are sooo much better...*raised eyebrow*) We also eat meals together on occasion. Craig and I are both into music that isn't heavy/death metal (Jack's only true passion, aside from cars), so we get along in that department. Now I just have to get him to stop describing bad things as "gay." I think I know a good way to kill it quick, but it's kinda blunt, and I'm not sure that just saying it would be in my best interests.
And now I'm getting sick of writing this stupid thing, even though I have almost nothing else to do. Unless I check what's on TV... Oh, I've been focusing on eating right and staying healthy, etc. Y'know... taking the stairs instead of the elevator, parking in the lot farthest from my dorm. Although that part isn't a personal choice... I just already know there won't be any spots in my dorm lot. But I'm ok with that, because I enjoy the walks, and I know I'm keeping myself from getting fat. Yay!
And now I'm done. Tschüs.