eponine

i am on the linux computer. gooooo nerdme.
stupid windows computer kept fucking up.
now...i write papers.
evidence paper: half done
criminal justice paper: i looked at the book for 15 minutes
art project of fucking lametardedness: i took the pictures. it's...part...almost started. yeah.
doom: monday.

i'm at the theater.
really, i should just move in here.
really, i should be in homework mode.
fuuuuuuuuuuck.

i am at work, and someone keeps walking around behind the box office and casting weird shadows.
i have been in here WAY too long.
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i have 100 pages left in Snow Crash. it's neat.
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i have to make a photoshop colage about denver.
and how lame it is here.
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yesterday i spent over 100 dollars on concert tickets. this month i...
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an update, for pip.
i am watching x-files.
earlier i watched the war of the worlds, and fell asleep 15 minutes before the end. someone tell me if the martians won or not.
i have a cold.
i don't want to go to work tomorrow.

last night closing took forever and i spilled boiling water on my hand and now it fucking hurts.
my little sister drove herself all the way from my house to work...(thanksaoife)
homework still isn't done. i totally suck.
this time tomorrow, it will all be over.

GODDAMN YOU TOUCHPAD.
i had a journal entry here but then while i was typing the touchpad decided to be a whore. now you don't get to know about my homework and how it sucks, or about how funny it is when
aoife yells at the tv when she watches hockey. apparently the Avs are losing.
so, fuck you homework, fuck you touchpad, and fuck...
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i want to get a tattoo of orbity.
for some reason i cry when i drive my car.
for some reason, aoife's internet no longer works. mine is working fine...i wonder where she went.
i need to write my paper.
goddamn murder case.
go read the short story "the rocket man" by ray bradbury.
that is how i feel.

i want to get a tattoo of orbity.
for some reason i cry when i drive my car.
for some reason, aoife's internet no longer works. mine is working fine...i wonder where she went.
i need to write my paper.
goddamn murder case.
go read the short story "the rocket man" by ray bradbury.
that is how i feel.

my triumphant return!!!
or something. so school is fun, i want to take more sciencey things though.
i've been thinking about actually declaring a major, after uhm...well, this is my 3rd year... just imagine, if i wasn't a lazy slacker, i'd be almost fucking done by now!
anyway, back to declaring a major...i'm thinking forensic science. cause it's rad.

i did not get a promotion....
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weeeeeeeeeeeeee motocross.
not as awesome as awesome cross '98, but close...
my eyes hurt.