I love working through a stomach flu. Though, I must say, I've gotten a lot accomplished ( Read more... )

I don't know what's going on. I have this inexplicable feeling that something is about to go horribly, horribly wrong. Not anything specific, just... I feel like something bad is about to happen, like, right now.

Easy, freak-out.

How strange.

Oh, meep. I asked for this, but I still don't like it.

I miss talking to Jordan a lot lately.

Rachel and I decided that we want to pledge Chi Omega next semester.

I'm so lazy about writing anymore. Not uninspired. Lazy.

That letter's coming along, though. As is the trenchfoot.

You keep on dancing, darling. Next year should be fun. That ( Read more... )

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My goodness.

Dr. Daniel "Creepy" Sundahl can die now. Way to lie to me about my incompletes, jerkface. Avada Kedavra, sir ( Read more... )

I am not as I used to be. I am no longer the vessel of robotic ambition and responsibility that was my birthright. The prospect of a cold, sucessful life has lost some of its allure; in its place is the desire to live life's simple pleasures with someone I love. The reclusive, moody ethics I coveted as I hurtled through my days and nights, ( Read more... )

This vacation could never be long enough. Se amo los festividades cuando no estoy solo. Te amo, hermosa. Speaking of which, Mikey made me speak Spanish (or Poorish, as it's known in parts of Louisville) to some girl at his work, which is fraught with Hispanics. It was interesting, in an embarassing, awkward sort of way ( Read more... )

In order to leave lots of things out, grab the first post of every month this year:

January:Holy life.

February:The apex of my day is summed up so:
"And all of a sudden, I hear a splash, and my crotch is burning."

March:Holy shite, I've died and gone to heaven.

April:I had the most absurd dream about Simon Cowell last night.

May:Even though we ( Read more... )

I just bombed the fucking shit out of my Spanish Oral exam ( Read more... )

Sarah just left. I miss her. I also love it when she feeds me at really cute diners in the middle of Nowheresville, the antique capital of the world.

Here's what the next three [yay] days look like:

Sunday, December 11th
-Study for Spanish X985302945820
-Find out if Elise can take the exam tomorrow

Monday, December 12th-Spanish exams ( Read more... )