I think I just made Violet quit. I'm such a bad manager, but it feels so good.

I didn't even initiate it, so ha!

Oh yeah, the journal thing ( Read more... )

Milosevic finally kicked the bucket. I don't know how I feel about this, with his trial still ongoing and all, but damn...he's been sort of a point of unnecessary obsession for me.

I drank 33/34ths of a bottle of shiraz last night, and surely, is it kicking my ass now. It's the start of spring break though, and I ain't gon' do shit until the ( Read more... )

Anyway!

I was reading the CNN headlines on my phone, and lines longer than my screen scroll by at a pace that is equivalent to the release of Guns 'n Roses Chinese Democracy (and I wonder: did I really just go there?). The first headline read "Hundreds flee new rash of Oklahoma ( Read more... )

( if I've been touchy lately )

On a lighter note, Dick Cheney shot someone.

My fish bit it; or rather, some drunk dude bit my fish. Either way, Bizzell is dead now, hopefully causing the guy some bitching indigestion. I'm hoping to bury the fish bowl next to OU's library (which Bizzell was named after), but I might need some accomplices and watchouts so I don't get, you know, expelled three months before I graduate. I'm ( Read more... )

So, the Kaplans lost their goddamn minds and now I'm the store manager. Jonathan likes to call me the "last resort manager" because, in their desperation after going through other people and not wanting to skip through the management ladder, I guess I was ( Read more... )

At least the Digital Divide grants me the opportunity to read, in chronological order, the biography of each Roman emperor on wikipedia. I'm on Otho.

Thank god for computer-aided classes.

Having classes on only Monday and Wednesday is awesome ( Read more... )