I love the smell of testosterone in the morning.
Things that give me the red ass: Take 2
...my kitchen is super-ultra-mega-King Kong smelly now.
...people putting extra letters in words.
...being broke.
...not having enough time to read.
...this spot on my upper back that is always sore from sitting at work.
...having to go to Finance class.
...the fact that my metabolism is slowing and I can't eat bread and cheese all the time anymore.
In other news...
Today I sent in my official "yes, I'll come to FSU Law" letter. I'm so glad everything worked out and I can stop worrying about my future. It's also really gratifying to know that FSU's College of Law is now a top tier law school, according to US News and World Report. However, now I have to start worrying about how I'm going to pay for it. I certainly won't be able to live in the lifestyle that I've become accustomed to. The school requires that 1Ls do not hold a job. It makes sense considering the first year of law school should be treated as a 40+ hour a week job.
I heard about an awesome idea for a party: everyone makes a mix CD and then makes enough copies for everyone invited and then everyone trades. If ten people come to the party, you get ten new mixes! How awesome is that? I want to pass it on to people, because I can't think of any of my friend who would want to do it but I still think it's a great idea.
Speaking of, Lost and Shear Genius at Boyfriend's house tonight! I plan on making dinner, although I'm not sure what. I'm open to suggestions, althought Boyfriend usually requests non-fried food. (Damn.)
I realized (just yesterday) that for the first time in my life, I am not automatically drawn to all things tragic. I had been so melancholy for so long that I forgot how lovely it is to be ...cheerful! Not everything has to be tragic or even bittersweet. Sometimes it's ok to like something bright and like it unironically. (I'm beginning to see how silly it is to be so damn ironic all the fucking time.) It's easy to criticize a social group from the outside, I realize, but I've finally gotten over my hispter tendencies. ('Hipster' is the only word I can use; I realize how meaningless it is but I think we all know what I mean when I use it.) It's kind of a relief to just enjoy things for what they are and not what they mean.
But there is a part of me that feels ridiculous for feeling so genuine.
And my sunny outlook doesn't mean I'm any less of a misanthrope. (I still hate on principle and judge people for many many things.) I'm just happier about being one.
...my kitchen is super-ultra-mega-King Kong smelly now.
...people putting extra letters in words.
...being broke.
...not having enough time to read.
...this spot on my upper back that is always sore from sitting at work.
...having to go to Finance class.
...the fact that my metabolism is slowing and I can't eat bread and cheese all the time anymore.
In other news...
Today I sent in my official "yes, I'll come to FSU Law" letter. I'm so glad everything worked out and I can stop worrying about my future. It's also really gratifying to know that FSU's College of Law is now a top tier law school, according to US News and World Report. However, now I have to start worrying about how I'm going to pay for it. I certainly won't be able to live in the lifestyle that I've become accustomed to. The school requires that 1Ls do not hold a job. It makes sense considering the first year of law school should be treated as a 40+ hour a week job.
I heard about an awesome idea for a party: everyone makes a mix CD and then makes enough copies for everyone invited and then everyone trades. If ten people come to the party, you get ten new mixes! How awesome is that? I want to pass it on to people, because I can't think of any of my friend who would want to do it but I still think it's a great idea.
Speaking of, Lost and Shear Genius at Boyfriend's house tonight! I plan on making dinner, although I'm not sure what. I'm open to suggestions, althought Boyfriend usually requests non-fried food. (Damn.)
I realized (just yesterday) that for the first time in my life, I am not automatically drawn to all things tragic. I had been so melancholy for so long that I forgot how lovely it is to be ...cheerful! Not everything has to be tragic or even bittersweet. Sometimes it's ok to like something bright and like it unironically. (I'm beginning to see how silly it is to be so damn ironic all the fucking time.) It's easy to criticize a social group from the outside, I realize, but I've finally gotten over my hispter tendencies. ('Hipster' is the only word I can use; I realize how meaningless it is but I think we all know what I mean when I use it.) It's kind of a relief to just enjoy things for what they are and not what they mean.
But there is a part of me that feels ridiculous for feeling so genuine.
And my sunny outlook doesn't mean I'm any less of a misanthrope. (I still hate on principle and judge people for many many things.) I'm just happier about being one.