Sep. 26th, 2002
whiny, whiny girl
Sep. 26th, 2002 10:17 am**Feel free to skip the whining**
I still feel like much ass and man, do I not want to go outside because of it. It's grey and icky and it's supposed to rain. Being awake and coherent is just not in my game plan today.
[curls up in little ball and sniffles]
I managed to finish my paper last night. It's pure crap, but it is complete and that's a big thing. However, I have not done my poetry homework outside of writing the poems yet for the class. Also, have not read The Canturbury Tales. I did however read a couple of Quercus' Stargate fics last night to make myself feel better.
I'm going to go get my coffee and shower so I can drag myself to school and hopefully not die.
[whines]
I still feel like much ass and man, do I not want to go outside because of it. It's grey and icky and it's supposed to rain. Being awake and coherent is just not in my game plan today.
[curls up in little ball and sniffles]
I managed to finish my paper last night. It's pure crap, but it is complete and that's a big thing. However, I have not done my poetry homework outside of writing the poems yet for the class. Also, have not read The Canturbury Tales. I did however read a couple of Quercus' Stargate fics last night to make myself feel better.
I'm going to go get my coffee and shower so I can drag myself to school and hopefully not die.
[whines]
whiny, whiny girl
Sep. 26th, 2002 10:17 am**Feel free to skip the whining**
I still feel like much ass and man, do I not want to go outside because of it. It's grey and icky and it's supposed to rain. Being awake and coherent is just not in my game plan today.
[curls up in little ball and sniffles]
I managed to finish my paper last night. It's pure crap, but it is complete and that's a big thing. However, I have not done my poetry homework outside of writing the poems yet for the class. Also, have not read The Canturbury Tales. I did however read a couple of Quercus' Stargate fics last night to make myself feel better.
I'm going to go get my coffee and shower so I can drag myself to school and hopefully not die.
[whines]
I still feel like much ass and man, do I not want to go outside because of it. It's grey and icky and it's supposed to rain. Being awake and coherent is just not in my game plan today.
[curls up in little ball and sniffles]
I managed to finish my paper last night. It's pure crap, but it is complete and that's a big thing. However, I have not done my poetry homework outside of writing the poems yet for the class. Also, have not read The Canturbury Tales. I did however read a couple of Quercus' Stargate fics last night to make myself feel better.
I'm going to go get my coffee and shower so I can drag myself to school and hopefully not die.
[whines]
(no subject)
Sep. 26th, 2002 04:36 pmI feel like more shit than I did earlier. I'm starting to seriously consider not going tonight because the very concept of getting in my car and driving back to school in an hour is just so not what I can even fathom right now. I suck. And I hate to miss a class, especially a night class, but I think if I go, I might die. And infect everyone else.
[sneezes]
I called Chris on the way home to tell him he sucks because he made me watch that scene in Van Wilder and now I can't eat eclairs. He sucks and I hate him.* Also, Chrissy, he's bummed about this weekend as well. We'll all have to figure something out. But tomorrow night, it's so you, me, and Waryne. I actually have a lead on something cool to do that will hopefully be cheap and by cheap I mean free and still fun. It's at the Walt Whitman Center.
Friday, September 27th at 7:30 New Jersey State Council on the Arts Fellows and Open - James Richardson and Phebus Etienne, NJSCA Literary Fellowship winners, showcase their work, followed by a night of open mic poetry and music. p.m. FREE (Registration for open by 7:30 p.m. is required)
I love soup.
[cuddles Campbells Chicken Noodle Soup]
* By hate, I mean love. But he still sucks for the eclair thing.
[sneezes]
I called Chris on the way home to tell him he sucks because he made me watch that scene in Van Wilder and now I can't eat eclairs. He sucks and I hate him.* Also, Chrissy, he's bummed about this weekend as well. We'll all have to figure something out. But tomorrow night, it's so you, me, and Waryne. I actually have a lead on something cool to do that will hopefully be cheap and by cheap I mean free and still fun. It's at the Walt Whitman Center.
Friday, September 27th at 7:30 New Jersey State Council on the Arts Fellows and Open - James Richardson and Phebus Etienne, NJSCA Literary Fellowship winners, showcase their work, followed by a night of open mic poetry and music. p.m. FREE (Registration for open by 7:30 p.m. is required)
I love soup.
[cuddles Campbells Chicken Noodle Soup]
* By hate, I mean love. But he still sucks for the eclair thing.
(no subject)
Sep. 26th, 2002 04:36 pmI feel like more shit than I did earlier. I'm starting to seriously consider not going tonight because the very concept of getting in my car and driving back to school in an hour is just so not what I can even fathom right now. I suck. And I hate to miss a class, especially a night class, but I think if I go, I might die. And infect everyone else.
[sneezes]
I called Chris on the way home to tell him he sucks because he made me watch that scene in Van Wilder and now I can't eat eclairs. He sucks and I hate him.* Also, Chrissy, he's bummed about this weekend as well. We'll all have to figure something out. But tomorrow night, it's so you, me, and Waryne. I actually have a lead on something cool to do that will hopefully be cheap and by cheap I mean free and still fun. It's at the Walt Whitman Center.
Friday, September 27th at 7:30 New Jersey State Council on the Arts Fellows and Open - James Richardson and Phebus Etienne, NJSCA Literary Fellowship winners, showcase their work, followed by a night of open mic poetry and music. p.m. FREE (Registration for open by 7:30 p.m. is required)
I love soup.
[cuddles Campbells Chicken Noodle Soup]
* By hate, I mean love. But he still sucks for the eclair thing.
[sneezes]
I called Chris on the way home to tell him he sucks because he made me watch that scene in Van Wilder and now I can't eat eclairs. He sucks and I hate him.* Also, Chrissy, he's bummed about this weekend as well. We'll all have to figure something out. But tomorrow night, it's so you, me, and Waryne. I actually have a lead on something cool to do that will hopefully be cheap and by cheap I mean free and still fun. It's at the Walt Whitman Center.
Friday, September 27th at 7:30 New Jersey State Council on the Arts Fellows and Open - James Richardson and Phebus Etienne, NJSCA Literary Fellowship winners, showcase their work, followed by a night of open mic poetry and music. p.m. FREE (Registration for open by 7:30 p.m. is required)
I love soup.
[cuddles Campbells Chicken Noodle Soup]
* By hate, I mean love. But he still sucks for the eclair thing.