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"Who pinged Ms. Featherstone's posterior?!"
Cor. This fall is going to be intense. None of the classes I intend to take are on the same day, and they're all in the evening. And as far as I know, I'm still working at Como as well. I need a way to suss it all out.
Monday
PSYC 357 Observing & Assessing Children (Birth-Age 5): 6:00-9:20pm (not registered)
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"Oh good, a lesson in not changing time from the guy who's his own grandfather!"
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"I say Count Poppycock, be getting your hands off of my schnitzel!"
I would like to say the following two words, and if anyone has anything a'gin it, tough ( Read more... ) -
"I demand to know what happened to the plucky lawyer and her compellingly short garment!"
Man, you would think that a crisis of this proportion would get someone to can the bullshit for a while, but I guess not. My cousin seems to see her mother's death as more of an inconvenience for her than an unfortunate loss. Mary babysat for Paige and Reid all the time, and now it would considerably harder for her to do so, for obvious reasons ( Read more... ) -
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"Gordon, the whole world has been taken over by malevolent aliens. Here's a goddamn crowbar."
Augh. Three days of work, and one of our bastard customers got me sick on Saturday. Either that, or it's our filthy break room. I dunno. I've already called in today, which I didn't really want to do, but since I coughed up a nice juicy chunk of something horrible, it was probably best that I didn't go. So I've been to the Urgent Care in ( Read more... ) -
"Get off my lawn, cookie beast!" "No. I'm gonna be on TV forever!"
I most likely have a jarb for the summer ( Read more... ) -
"Every one of your products sounds like a wish a genie granted at a Phish concert."
Ugh. Nothing gets the ol' nausea going like sitting next to someone for an hour who lets off waves of smell. This person had smells reminiscent of olives and formalin (Formaldehyde, only "not toxic"). Sweet Jesus, lady... clean out your shitlocks or take a bath in something other than a taxidermy office ( Read more... ) -
"Don't you have rain on your planet?" "Of course! Such rain we had, it was delicious!"
I was hesitant to face today, knowing that on Saturdays something always goes wrong. My alarm woke me up a bit early... does that count? Shit, I went to class, did my presentation (a bit disappointed that all the questions were on Czech beer, but hell, it stirred discussion) and came home. I suppose the so-far awful thing was having to sit ( Read more... ) -
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Some asshole has been calling every day for the past week or so for my parents, saying "I'm Brandon Smith from Loan Modification, this is for you to reduce your existing interest payments without having to refinance". At least, I think that's what it's about... Nice try, Hadji. Your name is totally NOT Whatever "Smith", that's probably just what ( Read more... )