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| Tuesday, December 5th, 2006 |
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| HELLO ME NOT DEAD. | ||
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| Wednesday, May 18th, 2005 |
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| And so concludes my first year as an undergrad. | ||
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| Wednesday, May 4th, 2005 |
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Since I don't know how to do one of them fancy moving text banners... Happy Birthday Jhen! Seventeen, woo! You can now officially get into R-rated movies and join the Macaroni Lovers of America league, among other things. Have a splendiforous day, nay a splendiforous year! You totally deserve it. :) |
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| Monday, April 11th, 2005 |
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| So my phone's not entirely useless. I can send text messages again. Thanks Kei. :3 | ||||
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| Tuesday, April 5th, 2005 |
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For dinner I had a bowl of Easy Mac, vegan bacon, celery dipped in Nutella, animal crackers, and melted jelly. COLLEGE KIDS HAVE THE BEST DIETS EVER. |
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| Tuesday, March 8th, 2005 |
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Check this out! Because pirates riding flaming sharks is always the right answer. |
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| Tuesday, March 1st, 2005 |
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| Do any of you know if your cell phone has a tendency to withhold your phone number when you're calling someone? Lately I've been getting calls from "Withheld" and "Unknown ID." I don't answer the phone when this happens, so I may have missed some of your calls. Also, I'm sorry it's hard to get a hold of me. I'm in the library everyday from 6-11 (as I am right now) and I take naps in between classes. | ||||
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| Wednesday, January 26th, 2005 |
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So, it's midnight. I'm hungry. I have a box of oranges in my fridge. Simple solution....OR SO IT WOULD SEEM. I'm a little wary at first; they're almost a week old and I'm not sure how much longer they'll last. Add to the fact that earlier, with a heavy heart, I had to get rid of my grapes and kumquats. At first glance, the orange beauties appear to be okay. Not too firm, not too soft, and no trace of pungent smell. I pick one out, but something catches my eye: a green ball wedged in the corner of the box. Green, like the powdered agate glaze Mr. Max uses. It looks like one of those foam balls that low-budget clown costumes incorporate for noses. I have no idea what business a foam ball has in a box of oranges. For all I know it could be some new-age technique for fruit care (I bought them at a small organic market). So, I poked it. A small puff of...something...comes out and my left index finger is covered in it. Next thing I know I'm running down the hallway towards the bathroom screaming, "UNCLEAN! UNCLEAN!" Well, in my head I was. Luckily no one was around, otherwise I might've stuck my finger in her face and yelled unclean if she got in my way. I spend five minutes frantically scrubbing my hands and waste half of my waterless hand sanitizer. Now, I know that the condition of my dorm comes no where close to being clean/organized. I get along with the spider colony, and I don't mind the occasional roach or cricket. I am not appalled that the amount of filth surrounding my bed is level with it; I need not fear falling off the bed while I'm sleeping, I'd merely roll onto the pile of filth. Instead, this serves as a constant source of amusement. However I do not, under any circumstances, tolerate rotten food. Mold, while fascinating and visually stunning, is not my friend. Believe it or not, I am a stickler for sanitation and a proud advocate of germicide. Anyone who took AP Bio with me might remember mine and Vanessa's reactions to the plate of bacteria (for the ampicillin experiment) that Sarah dropped... If it's not raining tomorrow, I'll be spending a few hours airing out my fridge and disinfecting it with alcohol. and now back to our regularly scheduled programming |
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| Monday, November 29th, 2004 |
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So, uh, there's a pack of raccoons burrowing around outside my window. Does anyone remember that movie The Great Outdoors? Yeah. I'd like to see a skunk tomorrow. Or, if at all possible, a moose. Yesss. Maybe I can train them to be my unholy army of the night. Come my pretties, kill! Kill! |
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| Sunday, November 28th, 2004 |
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There is a deer hanging out by the dumpsters. Fecking BAMBI is lounging in the backyard of the dorm and no one else has seemed to notice. |
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| Tuesday, November 9th, 2004 |
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Note to self: The roommate did not take too kindly to Strong Bad and his antics. In other news, I would like a wagon full of pancakes. Yesss. |
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| Saturday, November 6th, 2004 |
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| Last night I fell asleep curled up in my warm laundry. It was fantastic . | ||||||
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| Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004 |
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| If getting the chance to see your professor unknowingly set himself on fire again in the middle of your chemistry lecture isn't incentive enough to attend, I don't know what is. | ||||||
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| Wednesday, September 22nd, 2004 |
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| Not dead. | ||
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| Sunday, February 8th, 2004 |
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| Don't mind me. | ||||
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annoyed.
experimenting.
silly.
chipper.