January 13th, 2004

dorcas is my muse.

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God my head hurts.  I actually had some free time last night.  Hard to believe.  Lien and Kristina were supposed to come watch "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy" but Lien FORGOT!  It did give me time to do some homework goodness, and fill out my calendar.  My God, my life will suck some this quarter.  So... many... meetings!  But because I had spare time last night, I was able to meet with a friend to help him with his speech, so I was happy.  For a little while, anyway.

The situation with Mitch is surprisingly not getting better.  It's not just the fact that he thinks I'm trying to turn his housemates to my side (because, you know, I have a side).  His logic is just out of this world.  He thinks I have a problem with commitment and that I flirt with too many guys.  To which I responded that he does have a suspicious relationship with Ashley, if my flirting is considered a threat to the commitment.  To which he responded that he works with her (which is the good response) and then quickly says in a matter-of-fact tone "and she's only one girl".

So round two and still no good.

Today I think the Marines might be coming to campus, so I have to talk with them about the sponsor stuff.  I hope this all works out.  If it does, it's new scrum machine cha ching*.

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dorcas is my muse.

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The message when you go to www.myspace.com :

4:00 AM PST Monday, Jan 11th OK, so guess what? We are going to try and retrieve the data that was lost last week. This means stuffing mail & comments that were lost back in your profiles. Wooohoo! I think this will take three hours. Cross your fingers and go jogging or something. Be back on at 9:00am - that's 12:00PM for you NEW YAWKERS!

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Not going insane.  Not going insane.

Maybe if I say it enough, it will come true.

SOO... work until 5:00, fix Marshall's computer, meeting at 6:00, practice at 7:00, research project at 9:00.

And I'm an emotional basketcase.  I warn thee now, keep thy distance.

I really don't mean to center on myself and zone out when people try to talk to me about something else.  I just can't help it and I don't know why.  I feel like such a bitch.  I don't really mean to be whiny, I just want to tell it like it is and just get it out so I can go on with my day.  And to let you know when I am acting like a dumbass.

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dorcas is my muse.

And God struck her down with all His might

In case there are any questions or doubts, let us have a short monologue on the dumbass that is me.  So I'm walking around campus trying to get shit done (have to go to varsi for comm 30, plus do shit for work, the drill) and I'm on my phone.  Because walking and talking on the phone can be done at the same time.  Any idiot can do that.  It takes a special brand of idiot to not be able to.  This person is indeed a rare find.  And congradulations, my friend, you know one of these people.  Make no mistake.  Because what did I do?  Well, I was talking on the phone with Mitch because I want my life to be complicated/dramatic/emotionally draining.  The conversation is frustrating and emotional.  To hell with it, I was so pissed, I was about to kick something.  And what do I do?  I FUCKING TRIP AND RESPRAIN MY ANKLE.  This is about the sixth time it has happened, but WTF!!!   I have a game on Saturday and I need to play.  *shakes fist and God and Mitch*

K, I'm done with my rant.

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