Oct 22, 2005 15:15
what is up with phrases like "not your grandmother's hand cream" or "not your grandmother's" anything? i don't know who keeps saying this, but my grandma is still alive, and so maybe it IS her hand cream.
and since my livejournal entries are incomplete without my recording of some mundane information about myself in a mislead assumption that people care:
reading week kicked off for me today. i'd like to open that bottle of wine in my fridge (that bottle you gave me claire), but i'm not. why? because i like to have anxiety attacks about essays that aren't due for another two and a half weeks. seriously though IDST 200 is going to result in my insides eating themselves. that or i'll chew off my own arms.
i actually have an alright start on the essay, but no thesis yet. the real problem is that it can only be 1800 words and i'm not concise. at all (For proof of this please re-read this entry).