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Well, my first opinion article of the new year was printed today, and I'm feeling much better about it now that it's out. I've gotten two responses via email today, both of which were basically just thanking me for speaking my peace. One of them was entitled "Very well written", which made me d'awww ( Read more... ) -
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I have a job interview tonight, thanks to Matt, down at a restaurant on High Street. It's a simple cashier job, and I probably can do all the right hours for it, but... I still don't really know if I want to take it. I mean, I do want a job, but with the way things are set up, if I take those hours I'll never see Matt at night anymore, except ( Read more... ) -
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I found this in the school newspaper today:
$GUYS WANTED$We are an adult entertainment company seeking males aged 18-28 to appear in adult videos. Solos or full sex scenes, whatever you're comfortable with. For more info contact Jeremy at ###-###-#### or email ( Read more... ) -
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I'm liking this story I'm working on. It's generic haunted house crap, but it's really writing itself, whenever I find time for it.
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Phew.
Finished working out for the first time since High School.
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I don't know if I can ever watch a Miyazaki film again. There's too many strong emotions and memories attached to them. I think I would start bawling my eyes out, missing Sashi, missing Harvard, missing Grandmama, and missing life as it was.
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Why not?
Stolen from Mordy
YOU GET:
One question.
One chance.
One honest answer.
That's all you get.
You get to ask me one question.
Any question, anything, no matter how crazy or personal it is.
And I promise to answer truthfully.
No catch.
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I just realized I completely screwed up my attempts at past tense in my German paper. I'll be lucky to get a D.
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Blech, this is such a wretched state of inbetween. Mary's gone, and I don't have any time for some last big hurrah. I'm leaving Friday, moving heavy things Thursday, and will really be sleeping in a bed of my own Friday night, after a shower in our wretched bath-shower thingy. I really need to fast forward. I'm hardly here, in my own mind. -
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So, most of my midwestern friends undoubtedly have their own tales of heroism about todays storm that are much better than mine. I didn't get swept up in any tornadoes, no windows were blown in cutting me to ribbons, and the most frightening thing of the day was realizing I was sitting in Pug pee ( Read more... )