Data entry in Vista today. Eight and a half hours of boredom, for ten dollars an hour. The sad part? I'm excited. It's my first assignment. Perhaps this will be adequate distraction from everything I've been whining about for the last month and a half.

I'm not certain it will; but I am hopeful regardless.

A woman needs a man like womyn needs spellcheck.

I have become ridiculously touchy, and am afraid I will remain so for the rest of my twenties. Then I will just be an overly-sensitive woman in her 30's, and the last person to not get married from the graduating class of 2003. Until then, I will continue to take offense at the stupidest things and will continue to enjoy my weekend alone. First ( Read more... )

Who needs to drop 1,000 lbs by next friday for a wedding?! I do I do I do I do.

Who is punishing her body with a high protein, miserable cardio regimen? I am I am I am.

In happier news: it is POURING in San Luis Obispo my last week here and I love it. I woke up this morning to the sound of the wind and the rain hitting my window and rooftop.

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Today, I graduated ( Read more... )

On Thursday I attended my last class as an undergrad ever; it was extra special, since I spent it with the same professor I had for my first class of my first day at CP a little over two years ago ( Read more... )

Joltin' Joe has left and gone away.

I've lost my voice as a writer.

And since I don't have a creative writing emphasis for my major, I can't even legitimize my tortured artist status-- what it comes down to is that I simply suck.

Tonight I watched "The Music Man" and thought about seeing Lauren, Ben, and Robin in it like a million years ago.

I also would like my senior project bibliography to just annotate itself.