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Way to be Mallat, way to be. I swear, there are moments in my life where I have absolutly no control over my physical actions. Today for instance, I went to the Dinning Commons this morning to quickly grab a pastery on my way to Chemistry. My goal was to be in and out. But, I should have known that with me it is never 'in and out', that just isn't a realistic goal for me. So on my way out I was carrying my monsterous cinnamon roll of goodness, (Mmmm) and I was concentrating on how good it was going to be. If you couldn't tell, I was very excited about this. I couldn't keep my eyes off it. I think there was a point during my journy to the exit when I was undressing it with my mind. Okay, so clearly I was really diggin' this bun, because I walked into the door that was clearly marked 'BROKEN'. Now, when I said that I 'walked' into this door I'm not giving myself enough credit, because I'm talking foot hit the bottom, head hit the top, everything, including my chemistry papers and, yes, my pastry go flying into the air. It happened so fast, yet, all to s l o w for me to do a damn thing about it. I swear, at some point when the pastry was midair it looked back at me and stuck it's tounge out. I've never been so humilliated by a pastry. As I found myself on the floor with nuclear reactions scattered all around me, and my pastry long gone, I did the only thing I could... I acted like it wasn't my fault. My eyes scanned the area for a person that I could immediatly blame this on. There was no one around but the people that were now standing up to see who the hell was causing the ruckus. *sigh* I gathered my belongs with pure embarrasment and shame. I left the pasty where it was, and on my way out the door (that worked) I muttered the only thing left to say, "fuck you pastry". So I have realized that if there is an accident waiting to happen, its is alwasy waiting for me. Usually, I am able to run back to my room and tell my roommates so that they can have a funny story to wake up too, but not this time. This one I decided to share with only the people that were bored enough to read my journal. So there it is. I'll take pity comments at the bottom of the entry.
In other news, my weekend was very enjoyable. Friday night I went to Steves senior recital, and it was amazing. He is extreamly talented. Saturday I gave a tour and then O'Brien and I headed to her house for the night because we went to see 'Comics Come Home' in Boston. It was awesome! I needed to get away and see some professional comedians. It was the perfect release. We had a really good time at her house too. And just for the record, her shower is PURE joy! Sunday I just relaxed and did practically nothing.
So that is my life right now in a nutshell. I'm entertaining myself with the occassional nintendo game, concert, and comedian. AND Turkey Day is right around the cornor. All I have to do is get passed registering for classes tomorrow. Good luck to everyone on that impossible task.
*Mallat*