I JUST WAITED TWO FUCKING HOURS FOR A STUPID BLACK TARP AND BLACK TASSEL.

And of course, the loan consolidation people are lurking like sharks, knowing that you can't escape them while you wait in that ridiculous line. Man did I enjoy telling that bastard off.

Fucking graduation bullshit.

Much thanks to Far for this hilarious, and sadly true, list ( Read more... )

I was ONE POINT away from an A in my psychology class, ONE FRICKIN POINT!!!! And the teacher doesn't give pluses or minuses. So I'm stuck with an ugly B. Because of ONE FUCKING POINT!!!!!

I need to hit something.

So, I know that I'm totally a year behind everyone else, but the "Garden State" soundtrack is currently my favorite thing ever.

And my blue smiley face looks like he's on drugs.

So doing a mini-rehearsal today on my salad monologue was a huge, huge help. I now have renewed faith in my character Susan, and, I guess, myself. I'm still scared shitless, but at least I have something that I feel like I'm comfortable with, and that I'm happy to build off of. Now we'll just have to see how it goes over in dress rehearsal in two ( Read more... )

Haha! The gods work in mysterious ways. And apparently don't mind that Gandolf will be divorcing me sometime in the 22nd century.

I really love how this guy is probably younger than my parents, and yet he is considered old. I guess someone should call Ian McKellan and tell him to snuff it already.

I also like how Hugh is apparently not worthy of a last name. Poor Dr. House. Always diagnosing those crazy obscure illnesses...

Funny quote of the day goes to classmate Erin, upon crossing back over the Prime Meridian at Greenwich:
"That was the second best hemisphere I've ever been to."
*sigh*, I'm going to miss London.

Woot, shopping day! Finished my last paper this morning, so now I just have lines to memorize. So today was shopping day. Went to Oxford Street, and then to Harrod's. Harrod's food court, oh my gosh......mmmmmm......there was a fountain decorated with real (dead) fish, and cute little Petit Fours, and duck shish-kebabs, and a whole counter of ( Read more... )

Met the Chancellor. Weird. But there was free food involved, and it was free GOOD food, no less. British dorm food is....less than stellar. Take the rock hard chocolate flapjack, for example....similar to a tar-covered roof shingle ( Read more... )