EMO ALERT--omfg I miss Sposh.
Scrap the research---
I spent most of the day with highs and lows, attributing the bulk of it to PMS. The first highlight was the one chapter I read from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenence, which reminds me that I really, really, really need to see the first half of Easy Rider. Anywho, my bad habits of curiosity and burglary put me in deep shit with the roomie again, so I goes and whined to the dad in incoherent sentences. Unfortunately, he forgot the cue--BRING UP STUART SMILEY. However, him forgetting triggered a jolt of happy, as his mantra rang in my head.
Anxiety attacked when I asked Mitch at the R&D to exchange me nine pennies for a dime. The crackhead approach made my chipped bottom tooth feel like sorghum.
The ultimate pop of the happies came with Madam Duke's response to a Facebook message. Seriously, I swelled with tears of joy. That woman--along with a few other grad students--brought forth a bout of self-actualization during the Spring. O, Maslow!
I spent most of the day with highs and lows, attributing the bulk of it to PMS. The first highlight was the one chapter I read from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenence, which reminds me that I really, really, really need to see the first half of Easy Rider. Anywho, my bad habits of curiosity and burglary put me in deep shit with the roomie again, so I goes and whined to the dad in incoherent sentences. Unfortunately, he forgot the cue--BRING UP STUART SMILEY. However, him forgetting triggered a jolt of happy, as his mantra rang in my head.
Anxiety attacked when I asked Mitch at the R&D to exchange me nine pennies for a dime. The crackhead approach made my chipped bottom tooth feel like sorghum.
The ultimate pop of the happies came with Madam Duke's response to a Facebook message. Seriously, I swelled with tears of joy. That woman--along with a few other grad students--brought forth a bout of self-actualization during the Spring. O, Maslow!