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| Must study...
Must not be distracted by life... | | |
| So yeah, crazy schedule this quarter:
Mondays- Free after 1 pm.
Tuesdays- Free after 6 pm.
Wednesdays- Free all damn day, thanks to some clever maneuvering.
Thursdays- Free after 9 pm.
If you need or want to contact me, my cell isn't going to be on until after the aforementioned times, mostly to save battery life.
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| My grandmother as an old-ass, barely functioning iMac. So my dad decided to buy her a new computer. And with came...Leopard!!! W00t! | | |
| Allright, I'm posting this here so people can chime and correct/suggest/whatever.
The plan thus far is Monday night. Katrina, Kyle, Damien, Lora, Lucas, and myself. Katrina, Kyle and Damien will make their way to my house in Covina and i'll get us the rest of the way. Lora, because Kyle is (as far as I know) on board, you and Lucas (if Lucas is still coming) will have to drive yourselves. I'm not risking 6 people in my car.
Katrina is paying for Damien. I'm paying for Lora (though, if Lucas wants to help on this I encourage it. He can consider it one of his boyfriend-ly duties). I still don't know how we're getting said tickets.
So that's it, as far as I know. | | |
| Godmotherfuckingdamnit!!!
I have that horrible, retarted, repetive, sorry excuse for a song stuck in my head.
Ding, fries are done
Ding, fries are done
Would you like an apple pie with thaat?
Would you like an apple pie with thaat?
Over and over and over again, running through my mind, driving out any and all other thoughts.
Aarrrgh!!! I'm going to go shoot myself now.
And if all I've done with this post is spreading the pain, than ha! Misery loves company and all that. | | |
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