On Life and Love

Whatever is making or breaking my day.

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    Next quarter’s schedule

    The schedule is here. Really… it’s not looking so bad. The long lab days are probably going to be stressful, and signing up for two credit hours of research has earned me eight hours a week of slave time, but I don’t have to get up for class/work at 08:00 on any day except for Wednesday, which means I officially have scheduled workout time. I also don’t have extracurriculars on Monday and Friday evenings, so I can unwind before homeworking or going out. Also nice is the “empty” time before Thorn on Wednesdays and Thursdays. And it still is only 14 credit hours. I have supposedly good profs for all…

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    Slacker bumness

    I’ve been feeling like crap this week, and am using that as an excuse to work less and sleep more. Some would be proud. I just want another nap, preferably uninterrupted. On my way to lunch yesterday, I ran into Texas-D. Texas-D is a very nice, very charming sophomore who’s involved quite heavily with the Film Club (as are newspaper-Bob and several others on the newspaper staff). So he stops me and randomly asks me to say, “Guys, you know I’m a chick, right?” I do so, and he begs me to pretty please go to the library later that day to record a quick line for him. He emphasized…

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    Bestest. Pictures. Ever.

    On the left is Bob, on the right, Luke. If they’d had sunglasses, they’d have been unstoppable. We were all trussed up for the Career Fair on Wednesday. Now, Luke insists that he was looking “damned sexy”, but I happen to think most men look better in suits. He insists that he in particular was damned sexy. Of course, Luke is a narcissistic glamor-shot-lovin’ boy who posed for entire series of photos with no qualms whatsoever where I would have run away to hide. The remainder of those photos are sitting safe and sound on my computer… *smirk* Right. So. Paper production was decent this week, although I [accidentally] put…