Well
this has got to be one of the stupidest things I have heard of. I swear, if I ever get arrested, I'll just tell them I'm preparing for my starring role in the new Scorsese flick.
Unreal.
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My stomach is killing me. It really sucks. Though this is really the least of my problems.
I'm looking forward to L'HOHoween. Still don't have a costume or any real prospects though. Then again, just about everyday is dress up for Jeff. Soccer coach, EMS guy, Baby Importer-Exporter, Metro Parks employee... the list goes on and on. But damn it, I need something offensive and shocking!
Tonight I realized that I'm fortunate enough to have 2 exams and a term paper due on the last Thursday of the semester (before exam week). Who's gonna be getting mighty drunk that night? Oooohhh yeah I am.
I'm pushing myself about as hard as I ever have. I'm even starting to take on stuff just for the hell of it at this point. I think it's in part due to the realization that all I will ever truly have is what I've accomplished. Up until now I've accomplished a bit here and there, but nothing like the amount that I need to.
Random cryptic comment: At what point do you draw that line?