Regular Old Entry
Today was a pretty good day, all things considered. My horoscope (which I totally don't read) was even decent today.
Even when you can't immediately see a way to make things happen, your unconscious speedily sorts through options and finds a perfectly possible path. So avoid despair and trust yourself -- it's good practice for becoming an entrepreneur!
A total line of bullshit, but I'll take it.
I'm working in the clinic tonight with DEATH. I have to say I missed the place, in my own strange way. But I worked things out with House as much as we are capable of doing that, anyway, and my infection of doom is clearing up nicely.
Today was non-eventful. I didn't have any work for Egyptian Archeology, and Advanced Math is pretty quiet now that Archie's been kicked out and... well, Kitty's gone too, I guess. Some douchebag is using her murder as an excuse to throw a party. Way to put the ass in class. Although I can't pretend I'm surprised. I feel safe on campus though - even Vlad the Impaler wouldn't fuck with our Dean. I wonder if it was someone from town or if it was someone she knew. I should talk to Alanna and see what she knows.
Oh, speaking of, I now live with a talking cat. But a really friendly talking cat. So, that's cool.
Nothing much else to report, I do not have a crush on Jonathan Crane, I do not have a crush on my hottie Math teacher, I do not think it would be a good idea to tag-team said Professor with Chloe, I do not have dirty thoughts about Spy Dean on a regular basis.
Oh, and has anyone else been subjected to that new K-Fed rap online? I've been traumitized for life.
I need to order pizza now. I am definitely having it delivered.
Even when you can't immediately see a way to make things happen, your unconscious speedily sorts through options and finds a perfectly possible path. So avoid despair and trust yourself -- it's good practice for becoming an entrepreneur!
A total line of bullshit, but I'll take it.
I'm working in the clinic tonight with DEATH. I have to say I missed the place, in my own strange way. But I worked things out with House as much as we are capable of doing that, anyway, and my infection of doom is clearing up nicely.
Today was non-eventful. I didn't have any work for Egyptian Archeology, and Advanced Math is pretty quiet now that Archie's been kicked out and... well, Kitty's gone too, I guess. Some douchebag is using her murder as an excuse to throw a party. Way to put the ass in class. Although I can't pretend I'm surprised. I feel safe on campus though - even Vlad the Impaler wouldn't fuck with our Dean. I wonder if it was someone from town or if it was someone she knew. I should talk to Alanna and see what she knows.
Oh, speaking of, I now live with a talking cat. But a really friendly talking cat. So, that's cool.
Nothing much else to report, I do not have a crush on Jonathan Crane, I do not have a crush on my hottie Math teacher, I do not think it would be a good idea to tag-team said Professor with Chloe, I do not have dirty thoughts about Spy Dean on a regular basis.
Oh, and has anyone else been subjected to that new K-Fed rap online? I've been traumitized for life.
I need to order pizza now. I am definitely having it delivered.