Today I am gross and plain Hexe. I'm too lazy to do laundry here (since I have to carry a heavy hamper, basket, and case of detergent up and down 6 flights of stairs.) and all my hot clothes are dirty. So...blue t-shirt from Delias and jeans. I woke up late too so I didn't have time to get prettified. I hate average days. 
I couldn't sleep last night. My fat (I'm in a bad mood and she's *still* here sleeping and snorring and blech...) roommates's scanner light is so damn bright it makes the whole room green and she came home last night so therefore I couldn't turn it off. When I move to Fort Wayne I'll have my own room. Rock. Plus the devil had possessed my stomach so I was twisting and turning in agony until about 3 or 4 in the morning. So 2 hours of sleep later I was up eating a bowl of Corn Pops, checking up on SG, and doing my makeup all at the same time.
I started reading Invisible Monsters again last night after watching Charles Manson documentaries on A&E. I read it in late summer/fall 2002 and decided I wanted to read it again. I forgot how addictive it was. I read about 70 pages.
Ugh. My outfit...I'm about ready for my guest spot on Dawson's Creek.
I get to sleep in tomorrow. Little victories...
Finished my paper last night. Only to get assigned another one this morning.
My doc script is a black cancer that wants to seep in through my eyeballs and nose and wants me to be its bitch. I say no!
Why is SGIndy the loser regional group? We don't do anything. I haven't met a single SGI person.
Must go to German in 20 minutes. My last class of the day. I then plan to lay on my bed and channel surf. Dr.Phill and the Ellen Show are calling my name. I need to rehearse tomorrow since I perform on Wednesday. Need to get my New York accent in check and practice my black eye makeup. Abused wife, ho!
They were leering at us. With their eyes
PS
I feel blue.
I couldn't sleep last night. My fat (I'm in a bad mood and she's *still* here sleeping and snorring and blech...) roommates's scanner light is so damn bright it makes the whole room green and she came home last night so therefore I couldn't turn it off. When I move to Fort Wayne I'll have my own room. Rock. Plus the devil had possessed my stomach so I was twisting and turning in agony until about 3 or 4 in the morning. So 2 hours of sleep later I was up eating a bowl of Corn Pops, checking up on SG, and doing my makeup all at the same time.
I started reading Invisible Monsters again last night after watching Charles Manson documentaries on A&E. I read it in late summer/fall 2002 and decided I wanted to read it again. I forgot how addictive it was. I read about 70 pages.
Ugh. My outfit...I'm about ready for my guest spot on Dawson's Creek.
I get to sleep in tomorrow. Little victories...
Finished my paper last night. Only to get assigned another one this morning.
My doc script is a black cancer that wants to seep in through my eyeballs and nose and wants me to be its bitch. I say no!
Why is SGIndy the loser regional group? We don't do anything. I haven't met a single SGI person.
Must go to German in 20 minutes. My last class of the day. I then plan to lay on my bed and channel surf. Dr.Phill and the Ellen Show are calling my name. I need to rehearse tomorrow since I perform on Wednesday. Need to get my New York accent in check and practice my black eye makeup. Abused wife, ho!
They were leering at us. With their eyes
PS
I feel blue.
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Ditto on the music front!
Btw 'Procrastinatrix' is the best word I have heard in yonks, I am seriously one of them..