I have absolutely no motivation.  You'd think I was still in school.

You might be asking yourself, why has she been sitting in front of her parents' computer in a towel for the past half hour.  And the answer would be that "someone" forgot to start the dryer and has no clothes to wear until the beep.

In other interesting news...my parents' house is suprisingly cool for this time of year *knocks on wood*

Also?  My dad ( Read more... )

Last ever paper of graduate school?  Done.

Length?  13ish pages.

Follows directions?  It's not so much a historiography as a lit review with references to time.

Edited?  Not so much.  Spell checked though.

Level of Quality?  Crappy to shitty shitty.

My intention is to dick around for the rest of the week.  WOOT.

Why is it that all I have to do is grade 6 papers today and I still can't even bring myself to do it?

Old dude with nipple piercings to my left - the things you can see through a wife-beater... (ironic since I'm "writing" a paper about violence against women at current.  And affect.  Speaking of which,) Brian emailed me back about turning my paper in late, and he was way cool with it and made a big to do about how "docking grades" reminds him too ( Read more... )

Off to Cleveland for the day with Monica for Gabe's birthday and some milkshakes at Tommy's!

Also?  Monica was in Columbus for about an hour before some random dude outside the Dube declared us as twin sisters.  I forgot that that actually happens to us and that the whole twin business isn't just based on our crazy obsession with television and

I guess sleeping would be nicer if I didn't wake up every three hours without explanation.

I don't care what the twatsicles on ONTD say, a) Kelly Clarkson is awesome and b) I love the song Never Again.  And I may shamefully purchase her album when it comes out.

WHAT THE FUCK.

And I now vaguely remember that I listened to this alot my first year at Loyola, blasting my little desktop's speakers in the tiny ass corner room on the fifth floor of Simpson "Living Learning" Center.  Do they still call it that?  Whatever.  My class got the short end of the fucking stick.

Some things:

1) Exams.  Passed them.  Thanks for nothing ( Read more... )

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