November 19, 2002 :: 5:08 p.m.
blah blah FX hates me blah I hate school blah blah
WHY DOES FX HATE ME?? What have I done to piss that damn network off so badly? I want to know, and I want to know NOW, because this situation must be rectified immediately. There are two re-runs of Buffy on FX every weeknight, you see. It's blissful and happy, but they have this really annoying habit of skipping stuff. Like bits of dialogue, and, oh, entire fucking episodes. They always skip the ones that I want to see, too. They're airing season five right now, and tomorrow night they should be showing "Into The Woods," but they're not. And when they get into season six, they're not showing "Once More, With Feeling." It's like, "let's just pretend that these episodes never happened, okay?" Well, you fucktards, how about we don't? Because you are messing with one of the two happy things that I have in my life right now, and I am fully prepared to catch a plane to your headquarters and re-enact the ending of "Primeval" with your president.
GRRR.
Yes, I am this upset over missing some Buffy. You should all be aware of my absurd Buffy geekitude by now. Tonight I get not one, not two, but three (!) episodes in a row, and the third one is brand spanking new. Mmm, new Buffy. New Spike-centered Buffy. What more could a girl ask for? Aside from lots of money, spontaneous weight loss, and a kitten, of course.
Anthro test tomorrow. Statistics test on Thursday. I didn't go to French last night because I am so utterly fucking sick of school that it's not even remotely funny anymore. I hate having a night class, and so guess what I, being the little genius that I am, did? I signed up for another one! Ha! Isn't that great? No, it is not great at all. I had to take it if I wanted to keep the same teacher... and the only other option was 8 or 9 in the morning. I tried my very hardest to avoid 8 o' clock classes, but I ended up with one anyway. English, Tuesdays and Thursdays at 8 a.m.... I am not entirely pleased, but it was my only option. I just checked the school's website, to see if I could drop my night class next semester and sign up for a morning one, and of course both morning classes are closed.
I really need to get out of this place.
Le sigh. I'm going to go draw with my neeto-deeto tablet toy. Cheers (only not).
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