En espanol, por favor.
Since I'm here...I might as well...
It's been a few days. Not too much has been going on. Well, I guess there has been a bit. I can't even remember any more.
Bagel Bin with my parents. Mmm good. Back to IUP. Nice car drive. Good to be back. Caught up with people. Dinner with people. Spent the night catching up with TJ...
Classes. Work. Food. Hanging out. Work. Food. Sleep.
Class. Work. Hanging out. Food. Library with my life partner. Picked out a few young adult books. Reading them aloud. Halfway through Jerry Spinelli's Stargirl. Good. Food. Hanging out. Chatting with Rob for an hour in the study lounge. Sleep.
Classes. Work. Food. Hanging out. Work. Beautification. Hot date - delish dinner (real Italian food; oh man); thrift store (two t-shirts, a jacket, and TJ's hat). Watched The Motorcycle Diaries with Nicole. Really good. Hanging out. Sitting in the study lounge for forever, intending to read and/or write - read the newspaper for an hour. Sleep.
8:30 f-ing a.m. wake-up call by the lovely, and intoxicated, TJ. Great start to good ol' St. Patty's Day. Classes. Food. Making of peace cranes with Nicole and Renee. Hanging out. Chatting with Matt, Nick, and Rob in the study lounge. Dinner with Nick and Matt. About to start watching The Naked Gun through the loud rap music drifting through the hallway...Oh how I'm so excited for tonight. (*Drip - sarcasm - drip*) Oh how I wish today was over.
Planning to get out around 3:30 or 4 tomorrow with Nicole. Happy to go home and see people and the play.
*Sigh* Rocking the shamrock PJ pants, the Notre Dame Fightin' Irish thrift store t-shirt, and the Briargate Tigers eBay sweatshirt for most of the day. Yay for not having an ounce of Irish in me.
Time for some Leslie Nielsen. Time for some wallowing. Aah. The wonders of St. Patrick's Day on T1. The fun has hardly begun...
Later all you cats and lovers.
God bless. Everyone. Always.
It's been a few days. Not too much has been going on. Well, I guess there has been a bit. I can't even remember any more.
Bagel Bin with my parents. Mmm good. Back to IUP. Nice car drive. Good to be back. Caught up with people. Dinner with people. Spent the night catching up with TJ...
Classes. Work. Food. Hanging out. Work. Food. Sleep.
Class. Work. Hanging out. Food. Library with my life partner. Picked out a few young adult books. Reading them aloud. Halfway through Jerry Spinelli's Stargirl. Good. Food. Hanging out. Chatting with Rob for an hour in the study lounge. Sleep.
Classes. Work. Food. Hanging out. Work. Beautification. Hot date - delish dinner (real Italian food; oh man); thrift store (two t-shirts, a jacket, and TJ's hat). Watched The Motorcycle Diaries with Nicole. Really good. Hanging out. Sitting in the study lounge for forever, intending to read and/or write - read the newspaper for an hour. Sleep.
8:30 f-ing a.m. wake-up call by the lovely, and intoxicated, TJ. Great start to good ol' St. Patty's Day. Classes. Food. Making of peace cranes with Nicole and Renee. Hanging out. Chatting with Matt, Nick, and Rob in the study lounge. Dinner with Nick and Matt. About to start watching The Naked Gun through the loud rap music drifting through the hallway...Oh how I'm so excited for tonight. (*Drip - sarcasm - drip*) Oh how I wish today was over.
Planning to get out around 3:30 or 4 tomorrow with Nicole. Happy to go home and see people and the play.
*Sigh* Rocking the shamrock PJ pants, the Notre Dame Fightin' Irish thrift store t-shirt, and the Briargate Tigers eBay sweatshirt for most of the day. Yay for not having an ounce of Irish in me.
Time for some Leslie Nielsen. Time for some wallowing. Aah. The wonders of St. Patrick's Day on T1. The fun has hardly begun...
Later all you cats and lovers.
God bless. Everyone. Always.