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Done! D-O-N-E. DONE!
Oh, so sweet. So sweet.
Still giving the fatty hate vibes to my printer, but Done!
Of course, I had to rush out to find another printer to print on and also, of course, I looked like shite because I'd been fucking around all day working on one of the worst papers of my academic career (whoever said apathy is a bad thing can come talk to me, because I SO do not care), and so, again, of course, I ran into all sorts of people. Whatever.
I think I've skipped more classes this term than I have in my entire time in school. Go me. but I'm done!
Sounds like a good time to watch some Wonderfalls, scrounge up some alcohol and soak it up for the moment.
Oh, God it is going to be good to get out of this damn town. Be somewhere where 2/3 of the men do not have beards, dreds, some combination there of, and are not under 21 or over 55. Oh, and be somewhere where 4/20 doesn't rank right up there with Christmas and Thanksgiving. Not that I don't like it here, but let's say it only really appeals to about 1/8th of me and that's just not enough for me to want to live here for lengthy periods of time.
Non-sequitor: I'm pretty happy being an economically based vegetarian, but if someone told me I *had* to give up meat, I don't think I could do it. Bacon. 'nuf said. I pretty much only eat turkey bacon anymore, but still...so good. And the smell of meat cooking. That? So good.
But anyway. Time to turn off the ol' brain before I have to start making phone calls and packing and moving and such.
Oh, so sweet. So sweet.
Still giving the fatty hate vibes to my printer, but Done!
Of course, I had to rush out to find another printer to print on and also, of course, I looked like shite because I'd been fucking around all day working on one of the worst papers of my academic career (whoever said apathy is a bad thing can come talk to me, because I SO do not care), and so, again, of course, I ran into all sorts of people. Whatever.
I think I've skipped more classes this term than I have in my entire time in school. Go me. but I'm done!
Sounds like a good time to watch some Wonderfalls, scrounge up some alcohol and soak it up for the moment.
Oh, God it is going to be good to get out of this damn town. Be somewhere where 2/3 of the men do not have beards, dreds, some combination there of, and are not under 21 or over 55. Oh, and be somewhere where 4/20 doesn't rank right up there with Christmas and Thanksgiving. Not that I don't like it here, but let's say it only really appeals to about 1/8th of me and that's just not enough for me to want to live here for lengthy periods of time.
Non-sequitor: I'm pretty happy being an economically based vegetarian, but if someone told me I *had* to give up meat, I don't think I could do it. Bacon. 'nuf said. I pretty much only eat turkey bacon anymore, but still...so good. And the smell of meat cooking. That? So good.
But anyway. Time to turn off the ol' brain before I have to start making phone calls and packing and moving and such.