I need to stop falling asleep in jeans. HOme on Tuesday.

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Apparently you have to go to Skidmore and work in the Dining Hall in order to hear the full recorded version of WHISKEY IN THE JAR!!!

I'm going to Boston! Very very exciting, all that are close or in the Boston area this Saturday should come see me, I will be there all day (till 6).

So, the spice girls can take you through anything, including 5 hours in the art building. I am buried in work, but it is so much more comfortable to stay that way. The question is, how much can I truly read in a night? Two novels? That is my hope. Seattle winter has set in here, and it feels so good, I suppose until the real winter comes. Okay, ( Read more... )

Today I spent 4 hours drawing a plate for my art class. And 3 working in food service, the bane of my existence. And none re-reading the Communist Manifesto like I was supposed to. Tonight I watched sliding doors and was once again hit with the fact that anything you watched from childhood and loved is ten times better than your new favorites. The ( Read more... )

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It is done. I really hope that my wisdom has not been reduced too drastically. Since at the moment, there is not much I can do with two cold packs strapped to my head I was musing. Here is the real question: Friendster, friend or foe.

Nothing can stop me from coming on friday, though expect chipmunk bearing some resemblence a girl you used to