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"Eight foot tropical mud chicken!" I think today is DC's birthday. So, happy birthday D-chan! I also think he's 27. I always get confused about what month it is, if it's march or april, although i have this memory in my head about CJ and Jyumi's anniversary and Jyumi's birthday. I think that Jyumi's birthday is April 24, and their anniversary was the 25th of December. So when I found out when DC's birthday was, it made me think of Jyumi and their anniversary, I'm thinking because his birthday fell the day after hers and the day of one of their monthly anniversaries. Yes. Ok. So D-chan, if you're reading this, you can laugh at me for not remember what month but I think it's ok because you can never remember how old I am or when my birthday is. Anyway, eventually this package will make its way to your doorstep. in other news.. my sister, sarah, is 18 weeks (??) along in her pregnancy. in even more news.. school is almost over for this semester which doesn't mean shit for those of us taking summer school. Especially those of us taking two terms of summer school. So basically, for me at least, school does not end until graduation on dec 22. Sure, there's a week off here and a week off there, but as spring break so finely demonstrates, a week is nothing but a slightly longer weekend. as far as this semester goes though, i have one more report left to write. it's due in a week and while i've started my research, i have no idea what i'm writing about. also i really should finish my research and just start writing since i also have to put together a decent presentation, without power point. *sob* W finally got his promotion to a real manager. those domino's bastards. every time i would think about managers like Jenn, it just really pissed me off that Chad wouldn't promote W. I mean shit, Bert can run the store better than fat ass can, but that doesn't stop her from being a manager. It was as if the company finally decided to set some standards for managers but decided to grandfather in all the current ones. almost everything has been moved downstairs. there's just a few things left up here, including the computer. i don't really have time to move everything down because i should be working on my report, however i can't find my statistics that i printed out a few weeks ago that i need for my report, so maybe i'll have to do something anyway. i can't remember if i took my vitamins. i think i did, but i'm not quite sure. what should be done in a case like that? i mean, is it possible to take too many vitamins? well, i suppose it is but if i take one extra dose, will that be ok? i frequently forget if i've taken them or not, but i never will take another dose, just in case i did take them. sometimes i remember that i did not take them and in that case, i do take them. why am i talking about this? I'm not sure, it just seemed appropriate. why do crappy comics like "jane doe: geek girl" get more votes that better comics like Dec-E and Dpad? i mean, i guess her drawings are ok, nothing exceptional, she draws like every other person out there that likes to draw that kind of stuff, but it's not even remotely funny. or even amusing. or interesting for that matter. it reminds me of for better or for worse, which is never funny. sometimes it's slightly interesting but usually because i am evil and i want to see if elizabeth's boyfriend is cheating on her. maybe it's canadian humor and i don't get it? i have water in my ear from my shower two hours ago. only in one ear so it feels, you know, kind of stuffy and wet. usually when this happens the water will come out on its own after a while, like after the beach or pool. that in itself is a little yucky because you just feel it trickling out of your ear and then you've got ear water running down your neck. eww. well, i thought i'd take care of that problem vigilante Q-tip style, but it doesn't appear to have worked. maybe it is gone but i just think it's still there, like when you get something in your eye and it's all scratchy and itchy. hours later you can still feel it even though it's no longer there. bastard body and it's odd memory. it's noon. midi as those crazy french like to say. my mom tells me that shaemus has moved into chez lil p et mory. how interesting. at least i know where to send his mail now. a little late though. where are my charts?? when i do find them they'll probably be all wrinkled and yucky. maybe i should just go find new ones. that reminds me that i'm supposed to write something for my class today so i better go and write that. something about REM's losing my religion. odd.
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