September 22, 2002 :: 11:19 p.m.
wrigley's juicy fruit chewing gum (17 sticks)
Geh. Why must the weekend be so short? Also on my Evil Overlord/lady To Do List is "Reverse Order of Week/Weekend so that the former is 2 days and the latter is 5." Sound good? Yeah. I could go for that.
I have an Anthro quiz tomorrow at 8 a.m., and I really haven't studied much yet. I started to, but I kept getting distracted. First by stuff online, then by Adult Swim, and then by my nefarious guitar. Adam let me borrow his capo, so I've been having Fun With The String-Holdy-Down Thiny. Heh. Shush, I know what it's called, I just choose to use the non-technical hyphenated name instead. It's more fun. But anyway, I put the beast away a few minutes ago, so when I finish this I really must buckle down and go over some stuff.
Emily has been gone for two days. I quite enjoy this, but it's odd. Hmm. No complaints from me, though. Having the room to myself is really nice, especially during the weekend when Adam sleeps over.
In other news... my face is all breaking out and stuff. No fair. It's probably due to the fact that my diet has been entirely junk food-based for the past month or so. And as I've stated numerous times, that needs to stop. Soon. Like now. Because I do not need to get any fatter. I have enough trouble going out in public as it is; if I get fatter I'll take to hiding under the covers 24/7 to avoid having people look at me and think, "God, she's fat." Le sigh.
Alas. Anthro calls. 'Night.
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