So I'm sitting in anthropology class (where I'm not a student, I'm a TA, so I'm supposed to be responsible and set a good example and stuff) listening to a lecture of Pleistocene Hominims. My co-TA Rob catches my eye and points to the table. I look down and notice that he's altered the headline of today's Alligator (the one with the picture of ( Read more... )

People are dumb ( Read more... )

I couldn't find any election-watching plans last night, so I just went to bed. When I got to school this morning, checking away messages as usual, I found ( Read more... )

I hate sellouts. Like Michael Crichton ( Read more... )

I'm still recovering from overindulging the other night. Parties are fun, except I think someone drugged my drink (I hear it had alcohol in it!) and wow does my head hurt. I had to go to work last night all nauseated and serve pizza to ungrateful people, especially the two guys who come in and order four extra-steak-onion-mushroom-tomato-pizzas ( Read more... )

I went to see Select Start last night (yay band!) and afterwards I was tired, so I didn't stay for the next bands, I just home and went to sleep. Around 1:00 a.m. my phone rings. I vault out of bed over all the stuff on my floor and hop over to my desk ( Read more... )

things are a bit better today, emotionally at least. I've decided that holding a grudge is silly and doesn't help anything. So while I'm still not totally okay with what went down the other night, I'm not dwelling on it anymore. yay for me ( Read more... )

so three days ago I was the happiest person in the world. I got a job finally, I got into UF and get to be a real student again, I got A's on all my midterms... and now none of that seems important. and i can't stop thinking about butterflies.

so I went all crazy-girl last night, complete with the yelling and crying and slamming of doors. For once, i actually said everything I was thinking (and the F-word, lots of times). But the situation was never resolved, and while I managed to (kinda) get over it and get on with my night last night, I woke up this morning still mad and upset ( Read more... )

I called the supervisor of elections, and she said I can go down there and see my incomplete application for myself, but the woman in charge of the useless pieces of paper wasn't in the office today. bluh ( Read more... )