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|Wednesday, December 19th, 2007|
...oh, wait! The Dalai Lama comes here in a few months! That's fantastic, too! <3, Ann Arbor, <3.
|Friday, November 9th, 2007|
|Thursday, January 18th, 2007|
The ice is all melting :(
|Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006|
A week of on-again, off-again parties, never sleeping at home, and running around all day has finally caught up with me. Que strung out. I even skipped a viewing of Snakes on a Plane. In spite of the inevitable crash at the end, though, it was a lot of fun. Renaissance Festivals, parties at a lake house, seeing long-absent friends, and a gigantic fucking beeramid. I'd say it was a pretty good last run for summer...
...and now it's time to start packing for school. First thing into a box? 12-cup coffeepot.
|Saturday, February 4th, 2006|
It's been a long first 3 weeks of the semester, but it looks like things are finally getting on track. After an average performance on the Orgo exam, I was kind of made aware of what was going on, and it's being fixed.
In other news, not much. I'm dating a girl, Heston came by the other day, I can't wait for summer and seeing everyone I actually know
again, and I can
wait for the next 3 months of work. I'm glad I get out early, but I'm sad that I'll be in Midland alone for the first 3 weeks. Having a job should help with that, though - I'm thinking about working at McDonald's Nursery, the one on the way to the movie theatre. I started going to the gym with some guys from the hall, so I might actually have the physical capacity to haul sacks of peat moss for 8 hours a day come summer. Here's hoping.
At this point, I can't really understand how any college relationship could lead to marriage. It's fucking inconcievable. All the one's I've seen either focus purely on the physical, or they skip all that and move straight to nagging. How sad.
Ah, time for the lunar new year party.
|Friday, November 25th, 2005|
"Party" at my house tomorrow. We're still working on a time, so please leave a reply with times that would be good for you. Even if you don't have a specific time, leave a post anyway so we can get a general sense of how many people are coming. We might go together to see a movie or something, too.
|Monday, October 17th, 2005|
You can ask me 1-7 questions.
No matter how random, revealing, rude, naughty or pointless, I promise to answer them 100% truthfully.
Repost this to see what others ask you. - optional.
|Tuesday, September 20th, 2005|
I no how to make computars reel gud now.
Seriously, we stripped and reassembled Drew's computer about 6 times and installed a new graphics card.
School is fun. I just need to go to a whole bunch of meetings that people fucking schedule for the same time
I need a new girlfriend/girl/something really badly. It's not sex, I just need to flush the last one out of my fucking system. This emo shit is getting old.
|Sunday, September 18th, 2005|
Phone's fixed, thanks to some timely advice from Tim. Thank you, Tim.
|Thursday, September 15th, 2005|
Like a fucking idiot, I accidentially held down # instead of * on my phone, and now it's locked. And I forgot what the combo is. So all I can do is answer it. I can't get messages, texts, make outgoing calls, or access phone numbers. I'll get it fixed sometime this weekend, but until then, please don't get too pissed off if I don't respond to your messages.
|Saturday, February 5th, 2005|
I need to stay away from parties/gatherings when I'm sick. I get cranky, but I can't argue with a head full of snot.
|Saturday, October 23rd, 2004|
The difference between writing something required and something you want to write is the difference between a marionette and an actor, or payment versus a gift.
I feel much better today. I finished reading Ender's Game, and now I want both a book on battle tactics, and a decent opponent in chess. For the latter one, I'm in the worst possible spot - judging by my ability to pwn my family I have some natural talent, but I know absolutely nothing about strategy.
Dad just left for Germany, and I have some rum up in my room. Maybe I'll invite someone over.
Out. Current Mood: okay
|Sunday, August 15th, 2004|
Still here. Home in 5 days. Miss all my friends. Don't miss Michigan.
|Wednesday, March 17th, 2004|
|Wednesday, January 28th, 2004|
Not much to report. Wasted the two consecutive snow days like everyone else - movie watching, computer gaming, and ACT practicing. Not much of the latter. Hmm... only one thing of note happened:
The day before yesterday, our septic tank began venting gas. It stopped today, just as capriciously. Bad craziness. We lit sufficient candles to make this place look like a new-age, yoga/meditation/"spiritualism" place. God, I hate that new-age shit. I'm with Dennis Leary:
"But I'm just not happy-"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Aaaaah. Balm to my bastard soul.
Out. Current Mood: scared
|Thursday, January 22nd, 2004|
Lust, Greed, Sloth, Gluttony, Envy, Pride, and Wrath: Check, check, check, check, check, check, check.
|Wednesday, January 21st, 2004|
Oh, yeah, I guess I should mention... this journal is mostly friends-only now. So it's not that I never update, it's just that you never see it. Leave a post if you care. Or not. I don't. I'm not even bothering to put up one of those annoying, "friends only" pictures that other people use. I figure that you can avoid being distracted long enough to read this through.
|Tuesday, January 20th, 2004|
| ( Wings was a good show, I think.Collapse )
Finals are going reasonably well. I think that I might actually have done well on the Math one... Spanish was all right, except I'm still shaky in my conjugations, and I fucked the last page up badly. Push on, brave student. Well, not that brave. And you'll be pushed on, regardless. At least until college.
Out. Current Mood: sad