...let's just run away...

Online Con Artists. Looting. Murders. Starvation. Death. Death. Death. Death. Nothing else on the news ( Read more... )

Rock Hill is almost completely out of normal gasoline. I had to get super gas. $3.19 a gallon. $20.00 for half a tank of gas. Regular gas, if anyone had it, is all over $3.00.

Blargh.

A troubled mind is the most potent caffeine, decidedly ( Read more... )

First week of classes down. There are still three classes that I haven't been to yet. So far, I'm in love with them. I dropped German because it was the scariest thing EVER and picked up another French class. French 401. Survey of Francophone Literature. I'm excited about it and I don't care if that makes me a nerd or not. The first class session I ( Read more... )

I'm a little bit loopy...too many cold pills and not enough sleep.

...and I feel just like I'm living someone else's life...

I just can't find the right words.

So, I have returned to Rock Hill. I'm mostly moved in, save for a few more boxes laying there and there around the house. The kitties are getting acclimated, but it's going to take some time. Sold my soul to pay for my book...bought new school supplies and then located the old ones...and got a free garbage can. Yep, yep. Geoff is cooking dinner for ( Read more... )

I'm going to the HOB again. I'm going to pay money to go back to that stupid place. Bah.

Gonna miss a day of classes. Shame on me.

So much for Atlanta...

*celebrates ( Read more... )

Here's what's going on with school ( Read more... )