My new year's resolution this year is "be better at being out ( Read more... )

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Wow, there is.... really flat nothing to say about my life these past few weeks. A lot of small things, a lot of confusing mood swings, a lot of Joyce (FUCKING JOYCE). I got back into contact with Jonesy and got an apology that was long in coming. We had the beginnings of a reconciling conversation. I don't think he actually cheated on me; I think ( Read more... )

Thus far, my college life has been free of domestic squabbling. Roomie Dearest and I are like sisters separated from birth, and we have cooking adventures and nurse each other through food poisoning and put up cute decorations and watch NCIS together late into the night. Our single remaining suitemate owns a broom and would probably watch sci-fi ( Read more... )

So I've been here long enough now that the novelty has worn off. The bike ride to Catlett is no longer exciting (FUCK YOU PEOPLE WITH EARBUDS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SIDEWALK). The distance between my dorm and the Union no longer seems so manageable (FUCK YOU LACK OF DIRECT ROADS BETWEEN PLACES). The meteorological miracles of Oklahoma aren't so great ( Read more... )