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I really don't feel like doing this, but I'm going to anyway. Stupid journal conscience, nagging at me all the time.
I found out yesterday that Jordon is not going to be here next year. So, swapping of rooms must occur. This leaves me with two options.
One: Live with Bryce and Ed. For those that don't know Ed, well, you'd probably have your head explode when meeting him, or you would end up hurting him, badly. So...that's a dirty as hell apartment with a really annoying person that has the mind of a 3 year old. HRM. OR:
Two: Live with John. There's a possibility of explosions and other hazardous things happening. I have knives though.
So, come this summer I'm going to end up moving in with John up in 305.
What else? Most people are cool. Some people suck. Gah, some people make my head hurt and want to shake them and say, "WTFNOOB?!" I really am frustrated with some people right now. And I can't do anything about it. Except take some tylanol. But that's their problem, and I have enough things to deal with. (Middle of the month bills are staring at me, waiting to pounce!)
My phone situation continues to suck. (Hey, there's a phone bill waiting for me too!)
It sucks but...my plan is to ebay a phone, and keep the same company when my contract expires. It sucks because tmobile have been real assholes through this whole thing, and I'm going to end up keeping them, to avoid another contract with different assholes.
I'm hungry.
Though all that is just whiny stuff that needs to die. Everything else is good. It's just that good, is normal, is boring. Tomorrow I work. That'll be fun. Maybe.
Boland: How many Zombie masters do you have? Do you want another?
No, there is no structure, other than that I'm typing this as I think it.
There is, however, a spoon. One that contains cereal.
I've been at this point for a good few minutes. I think I'm done.
I found out yesterday that Jordon is not going to be here next year. So, swapping of rooms must occur. This leaves me with two options.
One: Live with Bryce and Ed. For those that don't know Ed, well, you'd probably have your head explode when meeting him, or you would end up hurting him, badly. So...that's a dirty as hell apartment with a really annoying person that has the mind of a 3 year old. HRM. OR:
Two: Live with John. There's a possibility of explosions and other hazardous things happening. I have knives though.
So, come this summer I'm going to end up moving in with John up in 305.
What else? Most people are cool. Some people suck. Gah, some people make my head hurt and want to shake them and say, "WTFNOOB?!" I really am frustrated with some people right now. And I can't do anything about it. Except take some tylanol. But that's their problem, and I have enough things to deal with. (Middle of the month bills are staring at me, waiting to pounce!)
My phone situation continues to suck. (Hey, there's a phone bill waiting for me too!)
It sucks but...my plan is to ebay a phone, and keep the same company when my contract expires. It sucks because tmobile have been real assholes through this whole thing, and I'm going to end up keeping them, to avoid another contract with different assholes.
I'm hungry.
Though all that is just whiny stuff that needs to die. Everything else is good. It's just that good, is normal, is boring. Tomorrow I work. That'll be fun. Maybe.
Boland: How many Zombie masters do you have? Do you want another?
No, there is no structure, other than that I'm typing this as I think it.
There is, however, a spoon. One that contains cereal.
I've been at this point for a good few minutes. I think I'm done.