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OVER. It is SO over. Well, there's two tests tomorrow, but that's nothing.

And then I graduate. My family'll be here today...tomorrow? Fuck, I forget, I need to check. I can't wait to see my sister.

Only, I'm sticking around and majoring in Graphic Design now. Five more full quarters.

Well, I'd be sticking around anyway, but now I have more work to do. But I'm actually excited about this; Sequential was great, but it was only enjoyable because it got me to the place I wanted to be...or at least on the right path to getting to the height of artistic creativity/talent/skill I was searching for.

Yesterday I got drunk on a Wet Willie's Call-a-Cab and then did homework. Sucked, I tell you. Grain alcohol+Ed=HAPPINESS...then some really bad roiling headaches and shit. Things were SHINING while I was walking around. Like if you get up too quickly after sleeping and you get that headrush, and things get fuzzy like tv-static fuzzy. Argle.

I have mostly given up on the chicken/beef front. I don't like beef much, anyways, and especially don't care much for steak. I still like eating a roast beef sandwich, though, so it's not some ease-into-vegetarian deal.
As for chicken...it's kind of gross. It tastes pretty decent, but it's so...UGH. Preparing it, and the greasiness, and this weird sour dryness.
I still love my piggies, though. As one entity to another, as pets, as food. And turkey. And LAMB...ahem. Anyway.

Moving out soon, me and the Gomez are going to look for a place to live soon. And we're going to have 2Cs and his cutie-patootie brother living with us for a month or so. It'll be good times.

And I'm going to transform some short story or something into a script. For money. For publishing. Something for the resume.

Also, I might quit my job. But only if I can find something better, first.

Also, this is the end of BBBJ. He's out. It was muy fun hanging out with him, though.

Also, I gave the guys at the Tinder Box a bag of bagels yesterday from work (they would have been too old the next day), and the next time I went in there my ciggies were freefreefree.

Also, today this guy who's a regular at work had to go to the library to study for his finals, and it started raining really hard outside.
I was taking a smoke break (which lasted for three fucking minutes, and was the only break in the 8-hour shift I got) and watched him tear ass across the street to the library in the pouring, flooding rain, and one of his sandals slipped into the gutter. He had to retrieve and wash it off under the drain pipe. I was laughing so hard.

I must be really bored/hyper.

I'm off to clean the apartment for walk-throughs/knife my tonsils out with a blunt, rusty tool that's been found in the gutter.

Mwah!