December 2008
16 posts
feelin' my creakin' old age
Oh lawdy. I’ve been hunched over my computer all afternoon and now my back hurts like a motherfucker. I feel like Quasimodo, except less hulking and tortured. I’m a pretty simple person, with simple pleasures in life. Which include mangoes, sequins and nice white crockery.
Did any of that have anything to do with the other? Hmm. Guess not.
4 x 5
Five things that make me miserable:
1. not having my visa (and not knowing where it is in the united states) less than a week before I have to leave the country.
2. or any of my travel documents. (i.e. passport, green card, consular letters, etc.)
3. when I expect an administrative entity to do something and they don’t, even when I’ve specifically stated that I need said thing to be...
fuck. FUCK.
It’s times like these that I really, REALLY wish I’d switched over to a U.S. passport. FUCK.
who has time to shop on christmas day? jeezus.
Dear Thakoon for Target collection,
I need you to drop NOW. Like, STAT.
Furiously Gnashing Her Teeth in Anticipation,
Me
I guess it's pretty obvious why there are no...
In my new apartment complex, there’s a monster squirrel that’s the size of a small pumpkin, terrorizes the other animals and monopolizes the bird feeder. Not even the crows (who are pretty fat themselves) like to get into fights him. I hate him and hope he dies of obesity.
dark ages
Grades this semester? So shitty.
(Only half of my grades for this semester are up, and—save one—those are the classes I thought I did well in.)
So, uh….no A’s this semester for this procrastinator.
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I’m late to...
always
SOB FUCK FINALS
FUCK
MY LIFE