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When did I stop updating my LJ?

Anniversary was good. There was cake. Yay, cake!

Concert was excellent. Except for the fact that they didn't play If I Die Tomorrow. Or Smokin' in the Boy's Room. Or New Tattoo. *rawr* Damn Motley Crue. But I have tiny Crue buttons and that makes me very happy.

Jen and I spent two and a half hours tonight playing Monopoly. I have no idea why. o.O;

I way, *way* do not want to get up tomorrow morning. Mondays suck.

I should be reading things for class. Or doing my laundry. Or othe important stuff. But I don't want to. Mrr.

I did miss school, really I did. But could I just not get so much of it all poured on at once? I was incredibly busy for pretty much 9 solid hours today. I know it will be better next week when work is less crazy, but jeez, today was hellish! I don't think I could survive another day like today.

When I woke up this morning, I was slightly dying of sinuses, but I'm feeling better now. I was kind of lagging all morning at work and this is definitely not the time of year to be lagging. I can't decide if my recent lack of energy is because of my sinuses slowly killing me or the fact that I've been cutting back on caffeine. I did have a Pepsi at lunch because I didn't think I would make it through the day if I didn't.

And my feet hurt from sliding all over campus in wet sandals. ;_;

SOC 304: Sociological Theory - I love Craig Taylor. I do not forsee having any problems in this class. He acted like he was really going to give tests this semester, but I won't believe that until I actually see a test paper in front of me, and then I'll still view it with a healthy level of skepticism. I took notes today and I don't really know why. Mostly I did it so I wouldn't fall asleep I think. Especially since he was giving the same lecture he gave on the first day of SOC 100. I recognized the example cow.

ASTR 104: This looks like it will be very easy. I don't even have to go half the time if I don't feel like it. But I probably will anyway because it's between two classes and what else am I going to do for an hour? And also I'm slightly allergic to skipping class. Only slightly. But yay for class with Laura's dad!!!1

ENG 300: *rawr* I hate english. But hopefully this will not be too bad since Pat Taylor is a very interesting character. I just don't want to have to do all the writing that I'm going to have to do. What exactly is the point of doing a term paper? I really don't know.

Anyway, Meme I just invented, inspired by English class. (She asked us what questions we would ask someone we had just met if we were trying to figure out whether or not we wanted to be friends with them.) So here are the 5 questions I would ask, and my answers to them. Leave a comment with your answers to my questions and then go post 5 questions of your own, if you feel so inclined.

1. If you could watch *one* TV show for the rest of your life, what would it be? queer as folk
2. Do you prefer close-toe or open-toe shoes? open-toe
3. What do you think is the best color for a car to be? silver
4. Who is your favorite family member? (use whatever definition of family you feel comfortable with) gallahad
5. What incriments of time do you measure "the future" in? (seconds, hours, days, months, years, etc.) days

I am numb to my eyeballs. Damn novacaine. I cannot flare my left nostril, and this distresses me more than it reasonably should.

Random: Should I go in to work tomorrow? Debbie told me I can come into work any time I want this week (begged, rather). Actually, she also told me she could get me into the dorm early, but as I have not yet begun packing, I don't really have any need to be in the dorm prior to Thursday, anyway.
So, what to you guys think? Should I go to BG tomorrow with Mom and Zoe for Zoe's last production and work all day or not?
Scratch that, I *am* going to work tomorrow. They called. And I am incapable of saying no to an actual person.

*rawr* I can't think when I can't feel my face. And I still have almost three hours left before the damn novacaine wears completely off.

Work sucks. Sucks, sucks, sucks. And I still have to stay here for another hour and a half. Save me!
At some point tonight, my dad is going to randomly show up, possibly in Bowling Green or possibly at home, possibly after my mom has already come to help me move my shit. *sigh* Silly daddy. I told him we're going to be going to the Tennessee Renaissance Festival tomorrow and said he should come with us. His response? "Well, is you mom going to be there?" Well, *duh*! How the hell else would we be getting there? So he may or may not go with us to the renfest. I think he's going to hang out with Zoe on Sunday while I'm gone to see Chicago at TPAC with mom for Mother's Day. I need to remember to give her the card I bought for her, too. I was going to remind myself that I need to order something for her birthday, but then I realized I already have. But, shit!, I think I put the wrong mailing addy!!! Curse!
Well, that killed about ten minutes.
I have approximately 8 billion concerts I want to go to this summer, including but not limited to: Green Day, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, James Taylor, Alanis Morissette, possibly Bob Dylan and Willie Nelson, John Melloncamp, maybe Dave Matthews Band, and maybe Avril Lavigne. Apparently Garbage is playing at the Ryman Auditorium tonight. o.O;;; Too bad my dance card this weekend is *full*. Between moving, renfest, Chicago and juggling my parents, I don't know when I'll find time to catch up on my sleep. Which I really need to do. Since I didn't get any last night. Like, any at all. I sat up at my computer till 4, took a shower, tried to sleep for about three hours, glancing up at the clock every five minutes or so, then finally gave up and just started getting dressed at like 7 am.
I may have slightly bombed my Linguistic Anthropology final. I hope I didn't get a B in the class, it was *fun* and *easy*! I should not get a B! But I have a sneaking suspicion that I will. Not that I need to worry about it now because he won't put the grades up until like the very last second. I'll be waiting for days for him and Taylor. *sigh* Damn lazy teachers encroaching on my procrastination territory!
*sigh* I guess I should go check with Amazon and see if I put the wrong mailing address on that order. Hopefully it isn't too late to fix it. It wouldn't be a problem except that it was an Amazon Marketplace seller instead of Amazon itself which just makes the whole world more difficult. *iz dun 4 now*

Early Morning Fire Ravages SAE House

First thing this morning when I got to work, Charley Pride came in and gave Debbie a list of the guys who were living in the frat house at the time and said to bill the university for their replacement IDs. Apparently, like, everything was destroyed in the fire. Most of them have been through here already, though, and they seem to be bouncing back pretty well.

In other news, I got about three hours of sleep last night. Three fitful hours. After I finished the three or so papers I had to write and took a shower and failed to get any laundry done. Then I got up early this morning so I could go to MaMmoTH and print everything out. Funny thing is, because of my fitful sleep, I was awake at 7:15 which is when my alarm was set for. It didn't go off. So apparently the fact that I was late for work twice last week is not entirely my fault. After it failed to go off, I reset it for 7:16 and waited. It went off like clockwork, as if to mock me by saying "I'm a perfectly good alarm clock. You imagined it all. You are a lazy over-sleeping bum. Ha ha ha!" Okay, so maybe that's a bit much malice to attribute to an alarm clock. But, come on, it's pretty damn devious to only not work some of the time! I was beginning to think I was crazy (imagine that). So, yeah, I may be in the market for a new alarm clock. We'll see.

~I wish I were sleeping~

I should be sleeping. But instead I'm updating my LJ. Yay.
So, yeah. Hung out with Rita this morning until I had to go to class. After class, I went to work. Was actually very fun and entertaining for the first two hours. Then, at about 2:30, right when it started to get busy, my printer ran out of ribbon. So we changed the ribbon. The printer ate the ribbon. We fiddled with it. It still didn't work. We tried a different ribbon, cleaned the print head, changed all the change-able doohickies. Still didn't work. Tried a different ribbon. Fiddled more. It ate the ribbon again. Fiddled with it. Finally got it to print an id. Id was screwed up. Gave up and started giving some people messed up id's and promising that we would replace them any day that wasn't *today*. So, yeah. The last hour of work was hell. Damn O.A.R.! Then I went to a meeting, and another meeting, and talked to Ricky for a while, and then *another* meeting, and sat through part of another meeting after that. Then I kept Ricky company at work for a while, then we went to RedZone with Rita and Jen. Yay Rita-ness! (She's sleeping on my floor right now. <3 )
Where does my day *go*? I have *one* class! WTF?!?
I have a million things to do tomorrow and I'm unlikely to get most of them done simply because it is Friday and it's difficult to find most of the people I need to discuss things with on Fridays.

Guess what I learned today!
Squirrels can make you die!
In New Mexico and some parts of California, squirrels are carriers of fleas that can give you the plague. Yay!
(No, really, it's true. I promise.)
And that's why I actually go to Comtemporary Social Problems. It rock-eth.

( Cut for Extensive Randomosity )

Happy Spring Break to all of you whom I'm unlikely to be able to run into tomorrow and tell in person. Which is basically all of you except Jen, who is coming home with me anyway, but whatever. I have to go to work in... about six and a half hours. Then I have to go to class and turn in my bullshit paper. Then I might as well go to my other class because after that I have to go *back* to work. Until 4:30. Then pack and hope Helen gets here on time. I should probably call her at some point tomorrow and remind her. And I really need to call my dad at some point tomorrow and wish him happy birthday and ask him the address on the boat so I can mail him his card. If I were a good daughter I would have mailed it a week ago and he could not only have gotten it while he was still at home, he could have actually gotten it *before* his birthday. Le sigh. I don't know what time his flight is tomorrow but hopefully I can manage to call when he's not actually *on* a plane. Maybe I'll luck out and he'll call me while he's bored and sitting around in an airport somewhere. But after I leave, there will be fun-ness with Helen. So yay! And then I get to go home and cuddle my puppy and my nephew. (probably in that order) If I'm lucky, my family may have even excavated a place for us to sleep while we're there. Mrr. Sleepy now.


( SGA Elections )

I'm a little pissed that I went to all the trouble of walking up to the Herald office at 8 PM to have my picture taken for my Senate profile and then they *lost* it...
Not to mention that they screwed up my hometown...
Everytime I start thinking that maybe the Herald isn't so bad, they screw something up so spectacularly that I'm amazed all over again.
It's a good thing the Senate race isn't contested or I might have to get really pissed.

~Blegh~ O.A.R.s suck. Rawr. Not to mention that everything keeps *breaking*...

*blegh*
So I got a letter today saying that I've been removed from the Honors Program and won't be allowed to register early for classes for next semester. The reason it cited was failure to take 12 hours of honors within my first 60 hours. ... ... ... But I don't actually *have* 60 hours yet. Granted, I will, after the end of this semester. But if that's the way they do it, why did they kick Jen out now and not last semester? They just make no sense to me. So I won't be able to register on the first day. Which will make my (already enormously fun) experience of trying to schedule for next fall even *more* exciting. Grr. The Honors Program just keeps pissing me off so much, I'm about to the point where I'm fed up and just want to say screw it! I don't have to jump through your fucking hoops; I don't need *you* to tell me I've succeeded!

Other than that, it's been a good day. Got up (on time), went to work (more or less on time), went to class (on time), went to class (on time), ate lunch, skipped class, ran around campus picking up my paycheck and stuff, went to the bank, went to wal-mart, went to best buy, went to toys r us, went to the mall, went back to wal-mart, hung out with people, then finally made it back to the dorm. *sigh of relief* I'm so tired. I spent far too much money today, but it felt nice. I hadn't been shopping in far too long. Plus, I bought pants and I really needed more jeans.

Random note: What I bought on Ebay yesterday for Jen. Don't ask why. It goes with her new haircut. Click me!

That's all for now. If I think of anything important that I've forgotten to mention, I'll post again later. Night all.

Oh, my icon reminded me - At Spencer's today, I bought a postcard with a picture of John Lennon on it and the lyrics to "Imagine" which is like the awesome-ist song in the universe... I have like three different versions of it. Anyway, the postcard is pretty and I'll probably put it up on my wall. Yay!