me, work? heh yeah right.
It's amusing to me how since I've upped my hours at work I have also upped my number of LJ posts, all of which say basically nothing at all.
So next week I am moving into the new apartment with my buddy Andrew. It was gonna be a fabulous gay boy bachelor pad, but we're actually getting a third roomie, a girl named Kat who is pretty rad from what I can tell. So yeah, it's still a fabulous gay boy bachelor pad, it just has a girl rockin' out in it too, and I ain't mad about it.
So we do the major furniture and such move on the 31st. Man, I really ought to start packing. I am hoping to limit the amount of crap I move so I am getting rid of shit I don't need, as well as compactly organizing things. We all know how I love to organize and re-organize things, and if you don't, shame on you.
Once we are all moved in, needless to say, it's gonna be a hot spot. I am excited. I will post some pics and such eventually. You know how I roll, and if you don't, shame on you.
I saw the movie Akira yesterday and it was a big deal. You know how I love me some anime, and if you don't, well, you know how to feel about it.
Ok, the more I type the more ludicrous this entry becomes. I must be stopped.
On the opposite note of stopping: The new school year approaches. I'm not thrilled about it but I'm not entirely cast down either. The main reason is I've been in school all summer so I'm always in school.... always.... always... AND! It's my last year of undergrad, (fucking finally, jesus christ). Guess I have a lot to do this year, which reminds me, I have a lot to do this week. Better get on that. Back on topic, this year: I need to take the GRE which I am not excited about at all, but it must be done, for grad school requires it. And in order for Jac to become Dr. Jac, Jac requires grad school... Well, Jac doesn't but 'society' does. I think Jac's gonna stop talking about himself in third person. It's a little creepy.
I would like to take this opportunity to say hello to Maria, Al, and Sarah, all who know the pain of being bored at work. And if you too are bored at work, and I didn't mention you, don't feel salty. I just don't like you enough to mention you.
hugs and kisses.
So next week I am moving into the new apartment with my buddy Andrew. It was gonna be a fabulous gay boy bachelor pad, but we're actually getting a third roomie, a girl named Kat who is pretty rad from what I can tell. So yeah, it's still a fabulous gay boy bachelor pad, it just has a girl rockin' out in it too, and I ain't mad about it.
So we do the major furniture and such move on the 31st. Man, I really ought to start packing. I am hoping to limit the amount of crap I move so I am getting rid of shit I don't need, as well as compactly organizing things. We all know how I love to organize and re-organize things, and if you don't, shame on you.
Once we are all moved in, needless to say, it's gonna be a hot spot. I am excited. I will post some pics and such eventually. You know how I roll, and if you don't, shame on you.
I saw the movie Akira yesterday and it was a big deal. You know how I love me some anime, and if you don't, well, you know how to feel about it.
Ok, the more I type the more ludicrous this entry becomes. I must be stopped.
On the opposite note of stopping: The new school year approaches. I'm not thrilled about it but I'm not entirely cast down either. The main reason is I've been in school all summer so I'm always in school.... always.... always... AND! It's my last year of undergrad, (fucking finally, jesus christ). Guess I have a lot to do this year, which reminds me, I have a lot to do this week. Better get on that. Back on topic, this year: I need to take the GRE which I am not excited about at all, but it must be done, for grad school requires it. And in order for Jac to become Dr. Jac, Jac requires grad school... Well, Jac doesn't but 'society' does. I think Jac's gonna stop talking about himself in third person. It's a little creepy.
I would like to take this opportunity to say hello to Maria, Al, and Sarah, all who know the pain of being bored at work. And if you too are bored at work, and I didn't mention you, don't feel salty. I just don't like you enough to mention you.
hugs and kisses.