|why does this never work
i'm currently having battles with my pirated wireless network because although i can receive emails, i can't send them, and livejournal posts are nearly impossible. ARGGG if anyone has any suggestions, do tell (ps. i will be surprised if this actually gets posted) Current Mood: exhausted
why does this not work for me ever?!?!? Current Mood: grumpy
|jesus ted danson christ!
yesyes, so the seester is due very soon, so that's exciting fo sho! also on the lines of feeling old, i've been wearing the glasses at a greater frequency due to the goings on of classes, although i have to do the old lady thing of looking over the top of them if i want to see far away (ugh, maybe i need bifocals with the fun line across the front just like the littlest jensen had).
yeah, so the first project in one of my classes is to design a house that represents me (i think this may overtake the hippie class in overall coolness), and my archeology prof never showed up. also, i'm WAYYY behind in french, definitely going to do the pass-fail thing for this class. it sucks being the stupidest one in the class, especially when everyone seems so far ahead of where we should be... j'aime le cinema, c'est magnifique. (that's seriously what we did today) sigh.
if anyone knows of any boozemerchant positions open in the metro area, please let me know because i needs the funds. let me move over here now...
|fried chicken hangovers and hippies
last night was the night of kfc, hippies, drunken frat boys singing sweet caroline, and loveliness... (if you want more details, be sure to check out justyn's journal) yeah, so i successfully and drunkenly convinced a hippie feminist that cosmo is good, and we smashed 4 people (two of them crippled) into a small room in coral. oh glory day!
|news of worth
party peoples, i am no longer without home... as of 11:00 this morning i am to be a resident in a fine building ridiculously close to campus. i got a 9-month lease, so i'll be there until may with my puddy tat, so i'm looking forward to visitors; i swear living in a closet won't be so bad...
i finally have a livejournal, but i still don't have anything of interest to type in it. *sigh* at least now i have an outlet for all that pent-up teenage angst i've been carrying around with me in a backpack for the last 9 years... Current Mood: hungry