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Bleh
04/24/2004 01:38 a.m.
So I've been in the Campus Center since 1pm today, studying things that make me want to cry. Anyway, nothing really eventful has happened. I logged in and realized I wrote a poem last night with no recolection of writing it. I guess that can be blamed on the beer. It's about pizza. I'm insane.

I made myself a little study schedule. No matter which way I look at it, finals suck and they really suck this year. Two on tuesday, two on wednesday. All difficult, all I have to study for, a lot. Great. Well, at least I can have fun next weekend.

Off to build Stuart II.

he he

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Job
04/23/2004 07:36 a.m.
I'm looking for a job and it sucks. Right now I don't care because I'm kinda drunk. Yeah, it's a Thursday, but lay off. Thursday is the new Friday. Randi wanted to set me up. I saw the guy today. He looks like an old dad-type. Dad-type is not my style. I think I'll go watch sex and the city, I really like that show.

Tomorrow I'm going to create a masterpiece.

Stuart II: Judgement Day

I am currently under the influence

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Weeeeeee
04/20/2004 06:53 p.m.
happy 4/20

tee hee

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Ok, now I'm dumb for a new reason
04/17/2004 12:49 a.m.
Yes. Picture this scenario:

I am working at the info desk. Hot guy approaches to buy ticket. We flirt. Then he buys ticket, leaves.

Because I am too stupid to make a move.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.

But, on a better note, I finished my Hamlet paper that's not due until the 21st. Go me. Just one more essay and I'm done for the semester. Except for finals. Sigh, it's always something.

But I love my friends.

And another random thing, last night, literally, I was looking at my watch I've had for 2 years thinking, "Huh, the battery has never died or been replaced on this." This morning when I was leaving, I looked at it, and guess what: it stopped this morning. Coincidence? Or am I psychic? It happens to me a lot, anyway.

I am currently excellent and a half
I am listening to KRUA (vomit)

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Hamlet
04/16/2004 05:03 p.m.
I've been working on this Hamlet paper for my world lit class. I have to watch one of the versions and write a scene analysis. It's pretty easy but boring. I hate writing essays. This is like my 8th or something this semester. Oh well, soon it will all be over (for three weeks until summer classes start.) But at least I'm taking 3 easy telecourses and Stained Glass which should (should is the key word) be fun. Every time my roommate wakes up early for anything, she wakes me up and then spends like an hour in the bathroom. This wouldn't be a big deal if she didn't wake me up, but whenever I wake up, I usually have to pee, and then I can't and it's like she's torturing me. I had to take the hairdryer out of the bathroom because she always used it with the door open while I was trying to sleep. Yeah, it's loud. It wakes me up. The simple solution would be to close the door, but I guess if you're totally self-absorbed, you don't think of things like that.

I am currently grouchy

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In case anyone was keeping score
04/14/2004 05:05 p.m.
I'm still stupid,
But at least now I'm dealing with it.

Here comes the swearing.



Fuckity fuck fuck fuck

I am currently tired, pissed off, stupid, a bit sad
I am listening to the lovely toilet running

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Happy Easter! Hooray for organized eating!
04/11/2004 11:06 p.m.
I love brunch.
That's all I have to say about that.

I'm at school now, working on some homework. I can only handle being at my parents' house for so long. The older I get, the more I appreciate them, so it can only get better, right? Anyway, I was having a good day until I went to the Library to use the computers. Half of them were out of order, and all the others were being used. So I decided to use the bathroom and somebody had the shits and didn't flush. What's up with the no flush, no toilet paper? It's not even hidden under anything and I walk in all innocent and unsuspecting and BAM! Eye assult.

It's nasty.

I am currently extremely full
I am listening to The digestive process

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Sweet rolls are worth the trip
04/10/2004 09:51 p.m.
I still feel I'm a moron,
But I guess I'm starting to feel better about being a moron.

I'm driving out to Girdwood for Easter. Well, for the organized eating anyway.

My lips are chapped. And there's a soggy old pair of Haine's tidy whities next to my parking space outside my apartment. Classy.

At least they don't have skid marks, that might send me over the edge.

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Everyone's messed up
04/08/2004 11:34 p.m.
Why is it
That everyone I know
Is having some sort of emotional trauma?

What if it's my fault. What if I'm cursed and things get shitty for people I care about

because of me.

What if? Ahhhh, fuck it. Semester's almost over, and then there will be partying to be had like a rockstar.

Like the partying ever ended, but at least I will able to party on a tuesday, as opposed to only Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. What a rough life I lead.

I want to sit on the couch and watch Law and Order Special Victims Unit. I really like that show. The cop on it, Elliot, is super hot. And he has a tattoo on his forearm. I really think that's sexy but I can't fathom why.

I am currently hungry

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Detachment?
04/08/2004 08:48 p.m.
Is detachment from things that I care about the only way to be happy? If I don't have anything I care about, or anyone, then isn't that the ultimate freedom? Didn't Janis Joplin say "Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose?" So if we have nothing, we have total freedom? How depressing.

So I'm in a doozy of a situation. I wish it could be resolved without all the radom freakouts and pacing, but I guess not.

I just wish I didn't love him so much.

Fuck.

I am currently on the edge of sanity

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