I freaking hate the end of the year. I have packed and lysoled and revealed 5000 pushpin holes in my walls in the last 24 hours. I'm making progress for my trek-beginnings tomorrow: my desk, closet and bookcase are effectively done; all my textbooks are out of the livingroom and I organized my bathroom supplies. But I refuse to pack anything from ( Read more... )

I am done with MMW forever, and life is beautiful. However, I feel as if my stomach will explode imminently and then I will die. Fucking, fucking, fucking yerba mate.

I'm three pages into a very rambling, very inane paper on Nixon heroin policy. Weekend visitors made me miss home. I have a jager bottle full of vodka and about three inches of whiskey (courtesy of Alia and the infamous 1am departure). I also have a cold. I don't want to move out at the end of this week and live with other people. My arms are maybe ( Read more... )

SO MANY SHAMEFUL THINGS.

The weather is beautiful right now, perfect for sunscreen and sunglasses. My heater is finally turned off and I wore a halter to class and the sunshine was groove-worthy. Work is great, as ever, I love everyone and am very excited for the summer and next year and all they will bring. I am constantly reaffirming my love for bobcat sandwiches and ( Read more... )

P.S. Sorry for the friend-cuts; I am streamlining life and internet endeavors. This isn't American Idol and my livejournal indifference is not going to ruin anyone's life, so get over it.

This is beyond over.

Everything seems somehow off at the moment. My tongue hurts and my phone is breaking and I just found a chocolate chip in my shoe without the least idea as to how it got there.

Ok so I don't know who this woman:

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This weekend was intended to be the Grand Ode to Midterms Studying, but in reality I managed to do very little besides download insane amounts of music, talk to everyone I know drunk and most people I know sober, and get thoroughly sick of my new glasses. This fact results in Current Situation #1: it is 2:30ish and I have yet to write my study ( Read more... )