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Monday, September 13, 2004

Breakfast? Maybe Toast

Well, here it is. The first day of classes. It's here. I got up at 7, and that seems to be too much time. I could go on about my toast, but maybe later.

Last night we had a meeting and a bonfire, complete with marchmallows. A few of us played frisbee. For once I said "she totally wants in my pants" and John agrees that that might not be too far fetched an idea. However, I'm trying to restrain from dating the residence this year. The running into each other in the halls is awkward.

G mentioned me in his website. It's weird seeing someone DIRECTLY mention you in such a way, I'm sure G can attest to that after seeing his own name at the beginning of this paragraph. Oh, you left your jacket here G. It must be yours.

I had a nice chat with Vic the other night til 4 AM. Well, I'd be lying if I said it was a nice chat, I got real cranky about life and stuff, like I seem to when chatting that late at night. Quite depressing.

After realizing that I have 17 hours of class a week (*snicker*), I've been thinking that a part time job would be a great addition to my schedule. MWF afternoons and TTh mornings would go well. I guess it's just a matter of actually finding employment, I've never been too good at that. I want to work on campus, since I'm a lazy tit, and it's a better environment to work in.

I'm totally going to get lost on the way to the engineering building.

Listening to... Modest Mouse - 3 Inch Horses, Two Faced Monsters
Link of the moment... Come on over, take some classes

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