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I'm house sitting for my aunt and uncle this weekend. I haven't been to sleep yet tonight. I've just been up, thinking, watching stupid movies. There are couch cushions on the floor with no couch. The cat is just wandering around, creeping me out. I think I've listened to Transatlanticism about 300 times in the last week, most of those tonight ( Read more... )

all the dryers downstairs are full...bitches ( Read more... )

I'm doing everything I can to put off reading for tomorrow's section, including, but not limited to:

putting on makeup
finalizing my costume for saturday night
talking to the boys next door
cleaning the room
doing laundry
going out to Mama's
updating LJ

rock.

Well, there goes the Arctic. The senate voted for ANWR drilling earlier this morning 51 to 49. What bothers me most is that it hasn't made bigger news. I really could give a shit about foreign policy because war ends and people make up, but the environment doesn't come back ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning to the Ashlee Simpson show (don't ask me why) and it was her 20th birthday episode (creepy). She got to go to medieval times (I should only be so lucky ( Read more... )

I feel so poopy. I hope the sickness goes away by tomorrow or I might have to skip more class...damn.

I'm really thinking that if my grandparents "forget" to buy my ticket to philly, I'm going to go to Europe for spring break. Too bad I have my womens studies final on thursday or I could have almost two weeks over there.

We'll see.

minus the bear is officially Ashley's new Coheed, whatever that means ( Read more... )

I need to clean this damn room....which is rearranged and really nice. I just put a buttload of Italy pictures on myspace. I found some people I went with and looked at their pics - they're ALL italy pics. One guy even had a pic that I took. I know this because I have the same one.

Maybe I'll leave the room today, maybe I won't.

So, night before last I had this dream that I was in Italy and since then, I have this unstoppable urge to go back like, now! I got bored and started looking at flights at work last night and, really, it's not that expensive.

It's going to be even more depressing when I go to sherry's wedding.