Huh. I honestly, completely forgot I had one of these gods-be-damned things. Which is a bit frightening, actually, since I've checked other people's journals recently. I'm just going to chalk it up to outright denial, because I really don't care to waste time worrying about early-onset dementia. And if you were ever to meet my grandmother, you' ( Read more... )

I'm way too busy for a real update, so I'm just jotting down a quick happy thought before I forget it, since my memory retention is somewhere to the left of a sedated sewer rat's... At any rate, my happy thoughts have been few and far between recently, so every little bit helps. Anyway ( Read more... )

I am so going to marry Jordan. I'll have to take her to Vermont or Canada or something, but I'm gonna marry the girl someday. I swear to God. She called me last night after she had a full day of classes and a grueling six hour practice. And what's more, she called before she took a shower. Actually, it was the first time I've ever been glad ( Read more... )

I'm not even going to go into detail about what I've been up to for the past few weeks. I'll just say this: baby shower, classes, grandmother, work, mother, baby shower. Got it? Good ( Read more... )

Has anyone ever told you look before you leap, think before you speak or some such nonsense? People are always saying that to me and it has yet to sink in. I'm terribly afflicted with foot-in-the-mouth disease. The problem lies in a few areas, I think, and the roots go deep. Deep, deep into hard clay with a nice rocky topsoil.

Root One: ( Read more... )

I spent the whole day yesterday helping my sister move. I had agreed to make one trip with her, from our parents house, because she needed help carrying some heavy stuff. No, let me rephrase that - she wanted me to carry everything so she could stand around drinking water and complaining about how hard it is to be pregnant, and saying that she ( Read more... )

How's that for an entry title? I'm not really sitting here in my underwear. I mean, not just my underwear. Um. You know what? Let's just forget that last and move on. Here we go. Yes, I've been playing The Longest Journey again. I know, I know. I'm pathetic, I should get a life, I should go out with my friends instead, yadda yadda yadda. ( Read more... )

Academic clubs. Activist clubs. Social clubs. I hate them. Granted, my antipathy is mostly due to my nonexistent artistic talent and negligible cooking skill; apparently the tasks of making posters and organizing Bake Sales are vitally important to the success of any self-respecting Club. Maybe I'm just bitter. But, rational or not, the fact ( Read more... )

Somebody called me a 'doorstop' today. I was nowhere near a door, so door is a bit confusing. I was actually in a state of rather rapid motion at the time, so stop also makes no sense. Put the two together, and I'm befuddled. Here's the thing: I was in between classes, so I was scampering down a stairwell to the coffee bar (because Lexi told ( Read more... )

Why I Hate My Life: Chapter 74, Verse 9This is probably way too much information about the farce that is my life, so go ahead and give this one a miss. You probably have much more important things to do with your time, and I just wanted a place to vent. So go be productive. All that lies behind this cut is a fulminating piece of invective, ( Read more... )