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Is it pathetic that I am rediculously frustrated because facebook is moving at dial-up connection pace? I'm going to go with a yes on that. I just am upset because one of my best procrastination techniques cannot be efficiently employed.
Talked to Erin today. It made me feel good. I miss her.
Had a craving for Giradehlli chocolate brownies, so I made them, then ate almost have of the batch. My stomach says that was not a good idea.
Am attempting to turn in my witchcraft/gender paper tomorrow down in Brazil. We're supposed to have a printed off copy to her. Don't know if that'll work out for me, but I'm going to try.
My puppy dog got really scared with the thunderstorm today and snuck back to the part of the house where she's not allowed. She sleeps all day though, and then wants to stay awake around 1 in the morning. She'd be a great college student's dog.
I am dreading cleaning my room and getting packed to go to California.
Went to visit professors and old bosses yesterday and Tuesday in Clemson. I will miss them terribly, but am going to think about how cool it will be to have them as potential colleagues in about 6 years. Kind of crazy, but it should be fun.
My hair grows rediculously slow. In three years it's only grown about ten inches. I want to donate to locks for love, but figure that it'll probably be another two years, because I don't want to chop off my hair and be left sans ability to pull my hair back in a ponytail.
I have one more weekend at my house before I move because then following weekend I will be in Clemson. Yes, it makes me sad.
Talked to Erin today. It made me feel good. I miss her.
Had a craving for Giradehlli chocolate brownies, so I made them, then ate almost have of the batch. My stomach says that was not a good idea.
Am attempting to turn in my witchcraft/gender paper tomorrow down in Brazil. We're supposed to have a printed off copy to her. Don't know if that'll work out for me, but I'm going to try.
My puppy dog got really scared with the thunderstorm today and snuck back to the part of the house where she's not allowed. She sleeps all day though, and then wants to stay awake around 1 in the morning. She'd be a great college student's dog.
I am dreading cleaning my room and getting packed to go to California.
Went to visit professors and old bosses yesterday and Tuesday in Clemson. I will miss them terribly, but am going to think about how cool it will be to have them as potential colleagues in about 6 years. Kind of crazy, but it should be fun.
My hair grows rediculously slow. In three years it's only grown about ten inches. I want to donate to locks for love, but figure that it'll probably be another two years, because I don't want to chop off my hair and be left sans ability to pull my hair back in a ponytail.
I have one more weekend at my house before I move because then following weekend I will be in Clemson. Yes, it makes me sad.