archernu

I'd forgotten how good soup tastes in winter. Chicken noodle, in particular, holds authority over cold weather, and it's delicious -- when fresh. Soup rocks.

I've had a painful case of Writer's Block for almost the past two months. I could attribute it to many things, stress among them, but that wouldn't solve the problem. Taking a few writing courses, I thought, seemed a fine way to shake myself loose. So, I signed up for two.

Writing courses, however, require students to share their work with the class. This is...
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Because it's early and the caffeine from my Red Eye has yet to hit my bloodstream, my journal entry for the day will consist only of my three favorite Gir moments from Invader Zim.

1. "But if the 'splody gets all fast, won't it get all bad?"
2. "Aww... But I wanna watch the scary monkey show."
3. "Can I be a Mongoose-dog?...
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One of my university's registrars called me a liar to my face yesterday -- after his department purged all of my classes from my spring schedule. That was fun. I was vibrating with anger when I left his office. Of course, per my karma, two of the classes were full and normally do not allow petitioned registration; so I was forced to beg the professors....
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Spring Semester looks like this:

- Broadcast Management
- Creative Writing
- Syntax
- Directed Study: My Novel
- Typography I (or anything else that won't ask me to write a single word outside of class...)

And, finishing my screenplay in time to receive credit for the work would be thrilling, too. Fingers crossed.

The following is an exact transcript of my conversation with my building's "concierge" this morning, after returning from winter break in Connecticut:


Archer: Good morning. I was wondering... I've been expecting a package for a while now and it still hasn't showed up. Would you mind checking the mail room?

Concierge: Did you get a package slip in your mailbox?

A: No. (That's why...
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Dear Suicidegirls,

As of this morning I am about a hair's breadth from a complete nervous breakdown. I think I'll disappear for a few days. Please pardon my malady, my absence, and my angst.

Sincerely,
ArcherNU

I love Christmas.

Last minute Christmas shopping is a ritual for me every year. It's also a test of my will...and my patience. Nevertheless, today and tomorrow I will endeavor to do what must be done and venture forth into the Prudential Center, Boston's bastion of commercial ridiculousness.

Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas. Just this morning, in fact, I woke up feeling particularly festive -- albeit...
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I don't have to set foot on campus until 5 January, Christmas is in less than a week, and my birthday follows very soon after. Rock.