It's only the fourth day of my freedom, and already a day is an eternity. I live on a desert island located at 137 St. M---, with with my only link to the outside a girl who is almost worse then no one at all.

Dramatic much? It's going to be a long summer.

Moving into a new place, and moving out of an old one in the middle of finals week sucks. I don't get an internet connection in my house until Monday. It's heartbreaking really.

I am signing up for an xmen evolution ficfest. I'm excited to have something to write for.

Back to International Relations.

( Long ass meme thing )

Finish French extra credit. approx 3 more hours
Paint house. approx ????
Write 15 page paper. approx 3 hours/day
Dress rehearsal approx 2 hours
Concert. approx 2 hours
Move into new house. approx all Friday
Party. approx all Sunday

Twenty page papers are not fun. Although I am learning a lot about Reagan.

I'm going to see Kill Bill 2 tomorrow. Should be, um. . . interesting.

Still homeless after the first Saturday in May. Sigh.

So, I've finally caught up on all the sleep I missed out on this past weekend. The Final Four was great, I'd rather we'd have played Monday night, but I really can't complain. San Antonio is a great place to visit, but I don't think I'll be packing my bags anytime soon ( Read more... )

Right just to let anyone out there know, while I haven't been writing in my journal, I do log in everyday to read my friends list. You people are funny, thoughtful, and awesome writers or artists or anything thing else you want to label yourselves. I do intend to try to be more clever in my posts, we'll call it a late March resolution ( Read more... )

newsflash:

Boys are dumb.

I think that a good service project for Kamm would be to kill all the parking nazis. Now that's community service. Must talk to Greg about that one.

I can't feel my lips, is that a bad thing?

Bad juju last night. No more strudel right before bed.