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Normally I wouldn't dream of trying to drive in the horrible weather we're having. Normally I would be more than happy to curl up on the couch and surf the internet all day drinking hot cocoa. Normally I wouldn't give a fig about the road conditions and would be content to stay home and laugh at the fools trying to drive in this mess. But, then ( Read more... ) -
I just cobbled a bandage together out of toilet paper and scotch tape because we have no Band-aids
... and then I spent a good ten minutes scrubbing blood out of the carpet. FUN TIMES ( Read more... ) -
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Note to self: bathing rats will net you roughly the same amount of bodily harm as bathing a cat. Save it for the big messes next time instead of "Well, they're smelling a little musky..."
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We went to Owosso this weekend to look at reception halls and see if we could book the church for May 14 of next year. Our choices ended up being the ZBCJ-something Lodge (seriously, the name's just a bunch of letters that I can't remember at all), the Comstock Inn, and the Owosso Country Club. The lodge is $500 for the hall and $10-11.50 per ( Read more... ) -
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I had a job interview at a grocery store in Battle Creek this morning. Normally I'd be excited about this, but even after graduation the job would be, at most, about 25 hours a week, and with the 40-minute drive that's mostly highway driving, I don't know if the job's worth taking. Mom said it all depends on where I'm living, which is true, but ( Read more... ) -
Holy crap, nostalgia factor.
I just found the first forum I ever joined. It's read-only and all the names got changed to anonymous, but it's all the same posts I remember. Hot damn, I was a dumb, DUMB kid.
Now I'm all nostalgic and wishing I still talked to the people on that board. Most of them either aren't online or aren't people I talk to much anymore. Damn. -
Could you be any more of a dick?
I went to Jackson today to go to a doctor's appointment and to talk to my parents about wedding finances. I really, really wasn't looking forward to it, thanks to a rather pretentious email my dad sent earlier and the fact that he's incredibly tight-fisted, but it went rather well. HOWEVER, I got back to Kalamazoo and promptly realized that I ( Read more... ) -
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Last semester I took German 5600, where we read five German plays. All of them, if not outright depressing (especially Before Dawn by Gerhart Hauptmann and The Man Outside by Berthold Brecht), had downer endings.
This semester I'm taking another 500-level German lit class, and we're starting with Frank Wedekind's Spring Awakening. I already ( Read more... ) -
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Dammit, German paper, go write yourself. I just want to draw.