I'm cranky pants
02/23/2005 10:58 p.m.
I have this odd, nervous, fluttery feeling in my stomach but I'm not sure why. It's probably related to the huge cup of coffee I had today. And then I forgot to pick of a study guide I'm supposed to do for next class. I have the same professor at 2:30 though, so hopefully she'll be able to give me a copy then. I haven't received a phone call in a week, unless I count the wrong number I got last thursday. I probably feel nervous because I haven't heard from Shane in a week. I saw a man wearing a cabbie hat like Shane's today. It just made me realize how much I miss him. It's eaier for me to just fill my life with homework than it is to think about him not being here. I guess homework is the easy soultion because it's all a ton of crap I have to do anyway. I still need about 2 pages on my history of Criticism paper, and a conclusion on my shakespeare paper. Maybe I'll try and finish them tonight. Yes! I'm motivated! I'm gonna do it! Then I will have time this weekend to do my other huge pile of crap, and work for FREE! At least once this semester's over, it's gonna be all electives and one more English class. I am so tired of English classes with the essays, rhetorical strategies, and beating poetry to death with a fine-tooth comb. And when I take easier classes, I'll have time to actually work enough to get money. I haven't spent any money in almost 2 months, it's insane. The only things I can buy are things that I absolutely need, like rent and groceries. I need new glasses too, I have to squint even when I'm wearing the ones I have now. That's probably why I get so many headaches. I can't believe I skipped my history class to sit in the computer lab and write poetry and journal entries. Obviously, I have my priorities straight. I keep alternating between really missing Shane and being pissed that I haven't heard from him. It's like when you're really worried about someone, and you want them to be ok, so when you see them, you hug them but then immediately want to kick them in the balls for making you worry. That's how I feel anyway. Speaking of balls, I wander how much the rest of the country has heard about the new Lorena Bobbit in Alaska. So there was this messed up love triagle of this woman who lived with her husband in Anchorage, and her neice also lived with them. I guess the husband and the neice were dating, and he wanted to break up with her, so in the midst of arguing about breaking up, they decided to have sex. For those of you that have gone through bad breakups, they, for some reason, almost always include a lot of sex. So she TIES him up, and then comes at him with a knife and chops off his junk. Then she flushes it down the tiolet. Ironically, the guy worked for the waste water facility, and someone from his work had to disconnect the tiolet and dump it into the bathub. The penis was then freed from the s-bend where it had been stuck for about an hour. Then it was reattached. Oh, those crazy Alaskans. I swear, the dark winter makes people crazy. Plus it was near the full moon, that probably had something to do with it.

I just glanced at the computer next to me and the guy is writing a journal entry on live journal. Obviously students are not making the most of the computer labs on campus.

I hope you enjoyed the penis story!
I am listening to Ace of base (I know, but admit it, you like it too)