April 09, 2003 :: 12:25 p.m.
cookie stickers and getting absolutely nothing done
I have a quiz in Global Pop this afternoon that I should be studying for. I also have a rather gargantuan paper to write, but I'm not doing that, either. I never seem to have the motivation to do what I need to, which, I suppose, is a less than desirable trait to possess. But while I'm sitting here avoiding necessary work, I'm still not doing what I
want to do - sleep or pack up and leave. So I'm stuck in this miserable limbo between what I have to do and what I want to do, floating around in purgatory without actually accomplishing either.
And you know... it sucks. A whole freaking lot. I hate this place. I hate everyone on this campus. I do not want to be here. I have three weeks left and it seems that as the time goes by my ability to handle all of this is rapidly shrinking. Expect a heavy increase in bitter rants in the coming days. Yeah, I know, I bet you didn't think that was even possible.
Oh, goody. Emily's back, and she brought french fries. Now, I had french fries with my lunch, but I ate them in the Underground like a good little girl. Blech.
Hey, wow. She just left. How strange and utterly delightful.
Deviant Art is the slowest site in the history of the universe. Seriously. I don't understand why, but it takes like 12,000 years to load a single page. On a T1 connection. Granted, what passes for a T1 here at LVC is rather sad and slow, but still.
My parents are coming up for dinner tonight. Rather, they're coming up to take Adam and I to dinner at Mama's, but I'm not sure they're aware of that part yet. Or maybe they are. They're pretty used to taking pity on their penniless daughter. My parents sort of rock that way.
Speaking of food, the little sack of two cookies that I grabbed after lunch has the best sticker on it. Too bad I can't actually get it off the cellophane bag. Grr. It's the Pillsbury Doughboy standing with his arms up in the air, and it says "Cookie Cravings" in white letter with a thick red outline. I seriously want to reproduce this sticker and put it everywhere. I love it. If I weren't so unbelievably lazy I'd take a picture of it, but alas. I think I need some canned spinach. Or maybe caffeine pills.
Well, friends and other people, I think I'm going to go look over my review sheet and possible knit a little. Nine stripes down, twelve to go. Eep. I'll write later, possibly with interesting tales of horrible quiz failure and my take on tonight's Angel. Because I lead such an exciting life like that.
Cheers.
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