Friday night was the show at Purchase; good stuff ( Read more... )

I'm about to do the Firm for the first time in months, and so excited.

Then more laundry, sewing some buttons back on to my coat, grocery store-ing, and to pick up boo from work. I LOVE BEING DOMESTIC. I LOVE IT SO HARD.

I love shopping with Carla, even if everyone probably thinks I'm one of her offspring.

I need to get my fucking life together ( Read more... )

Oh and I just have to take a moment to give endless props to AnnaCole, Carla, and Heidi. For being there for me constantly. No matter what hour of the day or what whack thing I need, thanks for not letting me fall off.

So apparently no matter what I do, I end up in the OC that I love/hate.

And also no matter what I do, I can't make it to microbiology.

This is because what I do is get wasted on school nights, and instruct fellow drunks to set their alarms for 930 AM to wake me up when class is from 8 to 850.

Don't give me four lame excuses when one will suffice, and especially not when there's one giant legit one available.

So, I've been back to school for just two hours and I've already swabbed and grown E.Coli off of the Dutchess bathroom floors.

EDUCATION RULES. GO MICROBIO.

NOT.

ORANGE COUNTY, I HAVE SUCH A LOVE-HATE RELATIONSHIP WITH ORANGE COUNTY ( Read more... )

And I'm home from yet another one of my locked-in-starbucks carla-therapy sessions ( Read more... )

Today's lessons learned ( Read more... )