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I'm not dead, I swear. More detailed post tomorrow (or really late tonight), but for now I leave you with this, and the awful truth that that is, in fact, my friend's boyfriend (HI YOU MUST BE SO PROUD No, seriously. I laughed my ass off, even if I was horrified.) and imagine that I'm doing lots of whining about how my research paper ("communist ( Read more... ) -
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Gmail is screwing with me, lately. I keep getting things days late, or things from people I don't even know. For example: I got this really horribly written Nick/Greg fic slashy thing from someone I don't even know, refreshed the page in a fit of disgust, and when my computer was done... it was gone. So it's sort of like the Bermuda Triangle of ( Read more... ) -
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It's amazing how much like a cartoon MASH sounds. Their voices are really amazingly exaggerated at some points. Of course, it's still a fabulous show, but there you go ( Read more... ) -
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Okay, it's official. LJ hates me. I just got a truckload of comments in my email, some from weeks ago. So, sorry, guys. ::winces:: I'll try to reply to everyone ( Read more... ) -
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So, didn't get a part in the Crucible. Most of my friends did, though, which is many levels of awesome (Caitlin! Melissa! Sean! John! Zack! Sarah! It's a veritable cornucopia of... I can't say love, but it's sure close). And I get to be Derek (Assistant Stage Manager-- or "Justin's Bitch", as the position has been named) for the next couple months ( Read more... ) -
News at 6:30
I was reminded me in email-- the best 6:30 news story ever last night. Was it a sword? No, says Espanol-speaking vic (with sword-induced wounds, It's a revolver. Darn, say police, A compound bow? Really? No, it's a sword. Brittany is right-- bit too much like Clue for my delicate sensibilities. Or something.
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I could kill Lucas. Kill him ( Read more... ) -
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So. I've got an essay on "The Roaring Twenties" to be turned in on Tuesday (I say "I", even though I was assigned a partner. Dumbass hasn't done a thing, and when I asked him to research the prohibition I got a "Hunzh? Whassat?"), and a literary analysis of "The Picture of Dorian Grey" to be turned in next Tuesday so had to stop myself from writing ( Read more... ) -
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::does dance of iPod-having joy::
Also, I've recently abandoned all dignity and have just finished dancing around the room blasting Bon Jovi through my earphones. We already knew I was a horrifically bad dancer, but any booty-shaking done to Regina Spektor's "Your Honor" or any Flogging Molly song ever isn't even comparable to the seizures I went ( Read more... ) -
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Ahaha. Everyone needs to go download this and just... omg. It's so perfect! "I'm gay, Rodney ( Read more... )