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i am fussy, mainly because i am taking the most outrageous classes that i don't care at all about. starting with intro to policy analysis- which is really statistics, that i got tricked into taking.
also; astronomy.
other than that i am moderately good. things cooled down nicely. i only like to sleep when i am cold and cuddled into my bed, which is probably my favorite thing so far about this school year and my new apartment. a couple of the minuses are the fact that there is a bar called the screaming eagle outside the front window and there is usually some drunk man sloppily moaning over some bad music loudly in my ears while i am trying to sleep. . . also i am recently having trouble forming coherent sentences, as evidenced above.
on another note; i have rediscovered my love for Junie B. Jones books, and semi-colons.
i never use this thing for anything productive, and i am not sure what compelled me to write, other than I have five things I should be doing instead. also i am sort of mentally willing people to call me so i can do something, but that never works out - and when they do call mostly i stay home anyway. i am a funny bird.
that statement now always reminds me of this woman at work. someone said it about her, and it stuck with me, because she really does walk like a bird. it's amusing, because she is doing it to show off her horribly mishapen implants that she got in a sort of post-divorce midlife crisis thing. i think also butt implants, and she aparently is not the only one at my job that has them.
and its not like i work at a strip bar, or even a restaraunt - - - i work at a car factory- so what is that about? i guess i never really thought of average people getting butt implants.
mishapen implants reminds me of the six feet under i just watched. i got netflix, and i love it. right now i am trying to finish watching To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything... With Love, Julie Newmar but i am having trouble with it keeping my attention, because Patrick Swayze (how on earth do you spell that??) in drag is really having a detrimental effect on my well being.
also; astronomy.
other than that i am moderately good. things cooled down nicely. i only like to sleep when i am cold and cuddled into my bed, which is probably my favorite thing so far about this school year and my new apartment. a couple of the minuses are the fact that there is a bar called the screaming eagle outside the front window and there is usually some drunk man sloppily moaning over some bad music loudly in my ears while i am trying to sleep. . . also i am recently having trouble forming coherent sentences, as evidenced above.
on another note; i have rediscovered my love for Junie B. Jones books, and semi-colons.
i never use this thing for anything productive, and i am not sure what compelled me to write, other than I have five things I should be doing instead. also i am sort of mentally willing people to call me so i can do something, but that never works out - and when they do call mostly i stay home anyway. i am a funny bird.
that statement now always reminds me of this woman at work. someone said it about her, and it stuck with me, because she really does walk like a bird. it's amusing, because she is doing it to show off her horribly mishapen implants that she got in a sort of post-divorce midlife crisis thing. i think also butt implants, and she aparently is not the only one at my job that has them.
and its not like i work at a strip bar, or even a restaraunt - - - i work at a car factory- so what is that about? i guess i never really thought of average people getting butt implants.
mishapen implants reminds me of the six feet under i just watched. i got netflix, and i love it. right now i am trying to finish watching To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything... With Love, Julie Newmar but i am having trouble with it keeping my attention, because Patrick Swayze (how on earth do you spell that??) in drag is really having a detrimental effect on my well being.