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*chirp*
...your journal was last updated 110 weeks ago.
See ya in 2010. Maybe 2012.
Okay, not that bad. But really, nothing is different in my life, ever. *yawn* -
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I quite like the new name of this journal. Not that it's original or anything (Sugarland, Down in Mississippi), but it's catchy. So it stays. -
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Thanks to someone, I am reviewing old LJ entries. I was sure they would be totally different from how I am now. Nope, my writing style and personality are all really the same then as they are now.
It is somewhat funny to see me writing about going to grad school and here I am five years later still not having done anything. -
Songs not to sing to your boss
Get Drunk And Be Somebody - Toby Keith
Yeah, the big boss man, he likes to crack that whip
I ain't nothin' but a number on his time card slip
I give him 40 hours and a piece of my soul
Puts me somewhere at the bottom of his totem pole
Hell, I don't even think he knows my name
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Cute guy spotted in grocery store on register 3. Mmmm...guess I'll have to shop at THAT grocery store more often!
I'd post something more substantive, but that's more brainpower than I care to expend at this time of evening.
PS: I wonder why I had a taste for Smirnoff Ice. It really isn't that great now that I'm drinking it. -
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I just read old entries and my first entry of 2005 is on February 18. This year my first entry is on February 1, so I beat my 2005 first entry. Haw! -
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For those of you who care about stuff like this perhaps, I am 60% done with Nano. This is good, because I'm two days behind on the Bible in 90 days reading, and it is day thirteen.
I'm spelling out numbers. This must be Nano indeed. -
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How on earth did the Ravens blow that game with under four minutes to go? Arrgh, the Ravens are almost as bad as the Cardinals this season...and that's saying a lot....actually, they're worse, aren't they ( Read more... ) -
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Three days until we see each other for the first time. I'm not going to say I'm totally calm, because I'm not. I'm not going to say much of anything, because I am a one-trick pony for the next week or so.
I have to get my apartment ready soon. I might be getting a new, umm, roommate. -
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The thing about religious conversion is that it's supposed to come with some sort of emotional high that eventually fades, and all that jazz. Well, this time, it's been nothing. I'm still not really big on attending services, still not clapping for Jesus, still...it's all the same ( Read more... )