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Saturday, April 8th, 2006
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10:21 pm - another Saturday night...
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My apartment smells like paint and Giordanos. It's not the prettiest of combinations, but it's too damn cold to leave the window open for long. It's got to start feeling like spring soon?
I'm just about finished with painting, which was my goal for today, so that makes me happy. Just the molding around the top and bottom of the living room and dining room to go. And I think I'm going to make Kevin do the top, cause he's way tall. I've been cleaning, too, which is probably kind of pointless since things will get trashed again in the next 3 weeks. I discovered the miracle that is Mr. Clean's Magic Eraser. Seriously. It's magical. I've been scrubbing at the stuff on my stove for months, and this thing takes care of it in about 2 minutes. I can't wait to be done with all this...a month from now I'll be getting settled in the new place and that's so much more fun than cleaning and packing up an old place.
Most of me is really excited about the move because, from what I remember (hmmm), I really like the new place. I'm happy about having a new neighborhood and wandering around, but a small part of me is anxious to see if it's too good to be true. So pessimistic. I mean, I don't have to worry about anything in this apartment. No bugs, no creepy people, no stolen mail...I've been really spoiled here. Granted, I've paid for it. Everything works here and all the other stuff is taken care of...I'm pretty sure I'll freak the hell out if this new apartment has little creatures or if stuff starts breaking. I'm excited about semi living on my own, but I'm also not used to it. Everyone says it's great, and I'm pretty sure I believe them. Tonight, for example, I'm bumming around in my pajamas, eating pizza and watching Dr. 90210. Granted, Kevin bought the pizza. But he's gone on a shoot and that's fine. It's not exactly living by myself, but I'm totally comfortable with being alone for the night. I guess it's just the unknown. I'm not afraid of it, but I'm curious. I think curious is the word. How am I going to do with it? I mostly just want it to get here. But that tends to be my problem - I'm overeager for the future. The whole living-in-the-moment is something I'm not usually very good at because I constantly want to be prepared for what's going to happen next. It's kind of silly, really.
current mood:  full
current music: Dr. 90210 theme
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| Wednesday, January 11th, 2006
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12:09 am
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I am, in fact, still around.
But this time I'm a college graduate. Yeah, that's right.
I know it's one of those things where...lots of people are college graduates, right? I think it's like when someone gets engaged or has a baby. People have been doing that for a long time, but when it happens to you it's pretty much the best thing ever. Though, in my case, a marriage or a baby would probably not be. Graduating from college, in fact, is.
At work the other day I started thinking about how many people I grew up with that are married and/or have a baby and it made my head hurt. Hmm...Breanne, Beth, Jenny, Alyssa, Penny, Matt, Tad & Erika are married. Jenny also has two babies. Penny has one baby and a second one on the way. Mindy, Michelle, Tim, Jeni, and Mollie are getting married in the next year. Nate has been married and divorced. I just saw a picture of Lynsey's daughter in the paper for her first birthday and she's absolutely adorable. (Am I forgetting anyone...?) But I can't help thinking how bizarre it all seems. My mom got married when she was my age and I'm thinking "WHA?" I love love love Kevin but the idea of being married is just so foreign to me right now. I mean, the idea of being done with school forever is pretty foreign, too, and I haven't quite gotten used to that yet. I feel like it's summer break only it's cold out. Rachel says I'll have nightmare for at least a year that I'm late for class or missed a final or whatever. Hell, I've had nightmares for several years that I had a class on my schedule that I forgot about til the end of the semester. It just keeps coming back. Kind of like the nightmare that my teeth are falling out.
I had that one last night and I finally looked it up in a dream dictionary. Apparently it signifies loss of power. Or something like that. It was negative, I remember that much, and it made me nervous in regards to my job attempts. But then I remembered I'm pretty sure I don't believe in that stuff anyway.
current mood:  contemplative
current music: Ben Folds, Catch My Disease
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| Saturday, September 17th, 2005
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2:55 pm
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I'm still living here. Amanda is not. But Casie was for a while. Now Kevin is here, which means Saturdays are dominated by football. The game of choice is Notre Dame. Apparently they're not doing very well at the moment, because the hoodie is up. I guess that's what happens when a boy moves in. Your living room sees a lot more sports. So much for that Top Model marathon.
Apparently Tucson is where I'll be spending Christmas. And any other time I can escape winter in Chicago. I'm starting to adjust to the idea, I guess. My parents seem excited, kind of. Or maybe more shellshocked. That's probably a better word. I'm kind of concerned that the dog might get eaten by a coyote, but Rachel says that since she's bigger than them she'll be fine. We'll see I guess.
I guess I should get off my ass and do something. Work out? Articles? My nails? Decisions...
current mood:  complacent
current music: Notre Dame fight song. And Kevin swearing.
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| Thursday, January 13th, 2005
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1:17 pm
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I love that I'm in this class again doing nothing. I'm pretty sure if I had to sit through another week, besides the final, I'd probably have to slit my wrists. Totally leaving at break.
Kevin got to clean out Snoop's fridge last night. I guess hot sauce spilled in it. Not much fun, but he can get all the free pot he wants. Too bad he doesn't smoke it. He could share it with me? I mean, we're talking Snoop Dog's pot. That's some serious shit. The best, though, was when he called me and said, "I have Snoop's chicken next to me in the car." For real. Snoop likes his chicken from a place called "Waffles and Chicken." It's called that because those are their most popular items. Yum!
I think I'm going to take a nap before "work."
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| Thursday, January 6th, 2005
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1:43 pm
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Hah. What am I even doing in this class.
No snow day today. Yesterday was, kind of, except I didn't have class or work anyway. I guess that doesn't really count. Unless Channel 5 said it was a blizzard Rose said we had to come to class. So we did. And did absolutely nothing. Which is what I'm doing in computer class too. My professor is bothering some girl on the other side of the room and everybody around me is checking email or looking at dirty things.
Kevin just called and I want it to be break so I can find out if he got out of his ticket. Stupid LA cops. Stupid $143 tickets. Who does that?
I was just looking at everybody's entries from Christmas-y time stuff. I went to my aunt's for a couple days, went home for a couple days, and then got the hell back to my apartment. The only fun thing that happened was drinking at Hemingway's bar and watching Mike do karaoke. Okay, and maybe doing karaoke to Summer Lovin with Zach. Who insisted on being Sandy. So dirty. Did a little shopping and got my Armani Mania. So fucking expensive. Erin, you were freaked out by the carousel at Fox Valley too?!? I couldn't fucking believe it and I got out as fast as I possibly could. I'm not really a fan of the malls anymore. Maybe just outdoor shopping. Like the Grove and 3rd Street Prominade. 3 weeks and I can't wait.
New Years was ok. More than ok I guess, because I made a lot of money. Who know doing a coat check could be so lucrative? I'd have rather been behind the desk than in that sea of stumbling drunks...every time I went to the bathroom I got my ass grabbed. The guys were actually okay though...it was the women who deserved some serious bitch slapping. I hate girls. And Le Passage was fucking lame. $125 a head to get in? What a joke. We got there around 3 and the place was wall to wall with guys falling over and girls taking their tops off. Some guy none of us knew sat down at our table and passed out. Next year I'd rather drink at home and play cards. Who the fuck wants to go to a club.
Mmm...still doing nothing in class. Time to go home and take a nap before the rollout overnight. New bras!
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| Saturday, November 6th, 2004
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12:30 am
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I'm so tired and lazy.
I don't know what's up. Even since the election actually...it irritates me and suddenly everything in my life irritates me too. Work, boys, school...people in general...
Whoever is doing the schedule lately SUCKS and keeps giving me hours while I'm in class. What the fuck is the point of an availability sheet if it's not followed? So they're scheduling me for 4 hours or less on days when I can be there all day, and that's after telling me I shouldn't take the second job I'd already gotten for fear of not having enough hours...because they could "absolutely" give me between 30 and 35 hours a week. Fucking holiday staff taking away hours. Too bad most of them suck and maybe the company should take better care of their old employees before they quit and go to Anthropologie. Stupid rent. My mom told me they'd help me if I needed it, and while of course I appreciate it, I want to do this myself. I think I'd feel like even more of a loser if my parents were paying for my apartment. I like being independent...which I think is another reason I fucking hate clubs. And why boys irritate me sometimes.
I should go to bed instead of being a bitch.
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| Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004
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8:38 pm
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In honor of the election...which is sooo not looking good right now...some candidate pick up lines:
Kerry:
"This is John Kerry, and I'm reporting for booty."
"I have a Plan for getting into your pants."
"I can do amazing things with a ketchup bottle, baby. "
"I'm looking for a way to steal your purple heart."
"That's a nice shirt. Can I tax you out of it?"
"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? Because under my health care plan, 75% of your hospital costs come directly from a special account set up in accordance with...."
"Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only ten I see. Also, I really need your vote. Seriously, I'm down like six points there."
"How do you like your eggs cooked? Because I want to know what to have the maid make you for breakfast."
"Baby, the only thing swift about me was the boat!"
Bush:
"I may not have found those weapons of mass destruction, but I know where everything else is. If you get my drift."
"Bush is my name and women's private areas are my game."
"Apparently, I own a timber company. Want some wood?"
"Did your daddy work for Halliburton? Because someone stole the stars from the skies, overcharged the goverment for them, and put them in your eyes."
"If I could rearrange the alphabet I'd put U and I together. That way I'd never forget how to spell DUI."
"Are your legs tired? Because you've been running through my megalomaniacal dreams of world domination all night."
"Presidents do it for four years in a row."
"If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me that I started a war for nothing?"
"Was your daddy a Supreme Court justice? Because you've illegitimately stolen my heart."
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| Sunday, October 24th, 2004
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12:08 am
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So. Everybody should go see The Grudge. Not because it's super good or anything...it will make you jump and Japan is pretty fucking cool...but because Jason Behr is dead fucking sexy. *rowr*
current mood:  hungry
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| Wednesday, October 20th, 2004
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10:36 pm
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| Tuesday, September 14th, 2004
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1:35 am
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I love when Batman hangs out on the ledge of Buckingham Palace.
And I totally loved having a day off. I slept till 11 and then we went to Kate Spade to look at awesome bags we can't afford. Amanda bought a super cute planner for $25 and it came in the best ever green and white Kate Spade shopping bag. I actually want one of those more than a planner because the planner is pink. So I'm gonna get the planner for my sister for Christmas and keep the bag for myself. Awesome.
After Kate Spade we decided to check out the little couture resale shop across the street. I don't know what I was expecting, but definitely not Armani circa 1987 or the crazy woman who owns the shop. Seriously...the woman is nuts. I'm trying to remember what our conversation even consisted of because it was so fucking out there, but at some point she demanded to see our bus passes, I guess to prove we had them? And then she told us to go to the White Elephant off of Belmont because the people who work there aren't on commission and won't hate us for "wasting their turn." And then she asked if she'd sufficiently humiliated us and we were like, no but you succeeded for yourself and then we left. I think she's been smelling a lot of mothballs.
current mood:  sleepy
current music: Deathcab for Cutie, The New Year
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| Sunday, September 12th, 2004
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10:06 pm
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I'm watching the Partridge Family contest in my new apartment. Badass.
I've been here almost a week and it feels weird. Probably because I've actually spent more time at work than I have at the apartment. But maybe then I'll actually be able to pay for it. It feels kind of funny to be money-conscious among all these people with their fake tans and Chanel bags and ungodly amounts of bling. But I suppose one gets used to that. I rang up a woman today who bought $900 worth of stuff for her granddaughter like it was absolutely nothing. Then again, my grandma would probably do the same thing, only because she's obsessed with buying stuff for us only to quickly forget about it happening at all. It isn't nice to take advantage of the elderly.
I actually have 2 days off now. I think maybe I'll spend at least one of them going into these places and pretending I have money to spend there and try on Manolos and then come back and eat a can of tomato soup.
current mood:  calm
current music: The Partridge Family, C'mon Get Happy
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| Wednesday, August 25th, 2004
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1:55 pm
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I had my first cross dresser come in last night. It's kind of odd that after 10 months working there I get one on my second-to-last day.
He looked like an average middle-aged businessman. I figured he was shopping for his wife. Silly me. I asked, "Are you looking for a gift?" There was a pause and he said, "Kind of." This was my first inkling...but I thought...nah...
After a little while he came up to me with a handful of gowns, camisoles, panties, whatever, and I figured he was ready to be rung up. But he looks at me and says, "I'm actually gay. These are for me. Would it be possible to try these on?"
I'm pretty sure I opened my mouth and nothing came out at first, (partly because that was the first time I realized he was wearing a bra) but I recovered pretty quickly only to wonder if that was totally against the rules. But no one else was around and I wasn't about to send this guy and his negligees to the other fitting rooms so I let him. Apparently he really likes flowers and lace.
Afterward he thanked me and said he didn't have much experience with this, that he was actually in town for a first date (internet, methinks). So let's all hope Dave and his blue negligee enjoyed their first anal encounter, shall we?
current mood: groggy
current music: The Kinks, Lola
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| Thursday, August 19th, 2004
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7:57 pm
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Another fullfilling day in the retail world.
Elyse left for school this morning at like 6. I'm not sure how I feel about that. I felt tired and had a couple hours still to sleep so it wasn't an especially emotional farewell. It's funny because I don't know when I'll see her next. My freshman year sucked ass and I came home all the time to escape Schizerow so I still saw her kind of a lot. I know she won't come home nearly as much. Which is good. Except I know once spring break rolls around she'll be knocking on my door to whore my sundeck. That's ok. I kind of missed her sophomore year so we'll probably get along better now than we ever have. I can't wait till she gets over her whole "no drinking" thing.
current mood: drained
current music: Ingram Hill, Chicago
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| Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
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8:33 pm
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It's just an lj party today.
Four months is a long time and I have an apartment now. Almost. More like 2 weeks. I packed kind of a lot today and it makes me feel accomplished. I know I'm in trouble about clothes though. It has lots of closet space but Amanda and I have lots of clothes. Damn retail jobs. I'm trying really hard to leave stuff at home. No summer clothes. It will be even cooler in September, right? Especially by the lake?
Elyse goes off to ISU tomorrow. I kind of can't believe it. It feels like I just started freshman year and it's amazing how fast 3 years go by. And it makes me glad I never have to be a freshman again.
Kevin leaves for California on Monday. I think I might still be in denial about that one. 5 months is even longer than 4. And since it feels like forever since I posted here...it just kind of sucks.
But I have an apartment. I keep reminding myself about that. It helps me keep my mind off of things, sort of. Hugs on Monday would be nice. :(
current mood:  accomplished
current music: Ingram Hill, Will I Ever Make it Home
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| Tuesday, April 20th, 2004
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10:05 pm
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Gah...I hate commuting...
So here's what we're doing during my only class today. We're meeting with the professor for "a few minutes" to go over a pitch memo we sent her the other day, and then we can leave. Meaning I had to come all the way down here to SIT IN THE CLASSROOM until she decides to call my name. Now, this would be fine if I could get out of here in time to catch the 10:30 train. I made the mistake of talking to her (never a good idea in and of itself) to see if there was any way I could meet with her around 10ish. Yeah. BIG mistake. She turns into her typical haughty self and goes, "No. This class meets until quarter to 12 and you need to be prepared to stay the entire time." In general I can understand that. But give me a fucking break. I have never had a professor on that big of a power trip. You teach a fucking computer class, lady.
So it would appear she's going in alphabetical order. I need to wait until K. Meaning she'll probably call me right about 10:30. And then I get to wait around for another TWO HOURS to catch the 12:30 train.
Okay. In the grand scheme of things it's not the end of the world. I understand that. I'm just so fucking sick of this.
current mood:  annoyed
current music: Hanson, Misery
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| Monday, April 19th, 2004
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11:44 pm
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It was entertaining, walking to the train station today. I very literally was almost blown into the street. I remember on The Daily Show once, they showed footage of a little Japanese woman being blown off the curb during a hurricane or something and I almost wet my pants. It's not so funny when it's you.
Actually it is.
Wacker was like a wind tunnel. I had to grab onto a chain to avoid being completely blown over. The guy coming the other direction was having similar problems. I think it didn't help that I was wearing flip-flops, though. My feet almost blew out from under me.
But they don't call it the Windy City for nothing.
I went to Target today, and saw a girl I graduated with. And her baby. What else is new, right?
And now I fear I've been sucked into a new installment of reality tv, this one being "Family Plot." It's about, yes, a family that runs a funeral home. Awesome. They're these crazy Jewish chain smokers that embalm bodies and ship them off in cardboard boxes and forget funeral services and it makes for great prime time tv. I totally can't wait until next Monday when they lose the hearse.
current mood: calm
current music: Hanson, Penny & Me
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| Wednesday, April 14th, 2004
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9:22 am - indeed.
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Courtney Love: "Sometimes, mommies need to get laid too."
Frances Bean: "But Mommy, you intimidate men."
current mood:  amused
current music: Gomez, Get Myself Arrested
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| Tuesday, April 13th, 2004
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12:51 pm
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Tuesdays are really quite long.
Way to go get an internship, Eri-Q.
Math quiz is in 2 hours and I haven't studied. I should probably do that. Or sleep. I stayed up too late cause I was watching reality TV. Because seriously, that's all that's on anymore. Except Scrubs. Last night was The Swan, which is truly a horrifying example of our society. But it makes for fabulous television. What is wrong with me.
I definitely was falling asleep in Copy Editing. Candace was making fun of while we were doing the assignment because I sleep, eat, and take phone calls during class. Maybe that's what copy editors do? If I can find a job like that someday sign me up.
current mood: sleepy
current music: Howie Day, Collide
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| Monday, April 12th, 2004
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9:25 am
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Haha. My last entry was about how much I hate school too. I spose that must say something, huh. It's Monday and I hate class. I dropped the afternoon religion class so at least I can go home after this, but not until I've listened to some lady from the Mexican Heritage Museum? What? Does that even exist? Either way I get to try and come up with an awesome 400 word story about her. Awesome. I'm waiting for a semester review so I can find out how much my pompous prof doesn't like me. I don't think he likes anyone unless they work at the Tribune. Stupid news quizzes.
I'm pissed at Kevin too because he's trying to back out on me for Nan's thing. So what if it's in Decatur, he said he'd go and I already told her we were coming. Another shoot. Bah.
I think I want to go home and sleep. That sounds like fun.
current mood: grumpy
current music: my prof talking too loud
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| Wednesday, February 11th, 2004
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1:21 pm - effing Wednesdays
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Oh my godddddddd...
I am so fucking BORED. I would have jumped out a window if I hadn't found an open computer. God I so did not miss classes. I am so tired of going to school, I just want to fucking graduate. I had stupid Info Search Strategies this morning which I know is going to put me to sleep every fucking week. I learned how to do research in the goddamn second grade. At least most of the time we'll be on computers so I can do other stuff, but the prof is so boring and the lecture was already putting me to sleep the first day. GOD.
And next I get to go to Comparative Religion. I really wasn't interested in taking another religion class after that shit at Concordia, but Ben says the prof is fantastic. He seems ok so far...a crazy old man...and I needed another general credit so...
It's so bad, I already want to skip classes. I know I can skip math 3 times, so that's cool. My prof in that one is fucking awesome. And she's not Russian, so...
I just want to go to sleep! The fam is going down to ISU so Elyse can see it and hopefully want to go there so we won't be broke, and I'll be all by myself tonight. Anyone want to come over? I'm gonna watch Newlyweds. Big plans!
I think I'm gonna go to class now. Then I can get a seat in back and do other stuff.
current mood: cranky
current music: Fountains of Wayne, Troubled Times
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