Let's hear it for the Red Sox kicking serious Pujols.
Let's hear it for October, and for the Dining Common's remakes of egg mcmuffins.
Let's hear it for not going to class today and for A-Team.
A pox on studying notes.
A pox on stress and on indecisivness.
A pox on the mutants in 305.
Why I love Bryan Coleman:
XxDaninaXx (2:34:47 PM): so is bio not working out?
last1standing01 (2:34:52 PM): hahahaha
last1standing01 (2:35:15 PM): remember when i said i had an 8:30 and it was wayyy too early so i dropped it....
XxDaninaXx (2:35:21 PM): yeahhh
last1standing01 (2:35:23 PM): yeah.. that class was bio
XxDaninaXx (2:35:26 PM): lmao
XxDaninaXx (2:35:45 PM): so you're a bio major who doesn't take bio?
last1standing01 (2:36:09 PM): well...
last1standing01 (2:36:18 PM): actually that's exactly what i am
last1standing01 (2:36:27 PM): i never undeclared this major
XxDaninaXx (2:36:31 PM): congratulations
XxDaninaXx (2:36:37 PM): you are amazing.
I voted Mr. Lew for First District Representative and Natale for Seventh District Councillor on my absentee ballot. I think they would be promising candidates.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Team Poo.
Pujols.
Gets me every time.
I think the commentaters think it's just as funny as I do. Because they keep saying it every chance they get.
Gets me every time.
I think the commentaters think it's just as funny as I do. Because they keep saying it every chance they get.
Monday, October 25, 2004
In daylights.
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A few of today's obscure observations:
Fall is amazing because, though brisk at first, you will still break a sweat if you wear boots that are warm and a sweater and a coat and walk rather fast so as to attempt some exercise.
Crispix is amazing because it stays crispy even after being saturated in milk for 10 minutes.
Bamboo is amazing because even if you forget to water it for a few days, it will continue to grow and not drop dead.
And Natale is amazing because he is still the same, despite the fact that he is a zillion miles away living in Florida. I don't think he'll ever get soggy.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Boston.
Beautiful.
History was made tonight, kids.
Embrace it.
Especially Johnny Damon and his grand f-ing slams.
...And Mark Bellhorn's pretty sweet, too.
History was made tonight, kids.
Embrace it.
Especially Johnny Damon and his grand f-ing slams.
...And Mark Bellhorn's pretty sweet, too.
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Rally!
"If you had the chance to do it all over again- would you?
...IN A NEW YORK MINUTE!"
I never thought I could apply Sex and the City to baseball. Then again, ANYTHING'S POSSIBLE!
loveitloveitloveitLOVEIT!
...IN A NEW YORK MINUTE!"
I never thought I could apply Sex and the City to baseball. Then again, ANYTHING'S POSSIBLE!
loveitloveitloveitLOVEIT!
Monday, October 18, 2004
Thursday, October 14, 2004
But it's cold.
So today.
Extremely extremely extremely unproductive. Which is my fault, and I completely understand this, but it's fine, because at least I'm aware.
This week doesn't feel real. Probably because it's not. But time really is flying by.
The Red Sox are hurting my heart.
The difference between lonely and alone used to be perfectly defined. Now, not so much.
I just don't know.
I'm an agressive typer. I should probably quiet down.
My archive of entries runs the gamut from detailed epics to fungus like this, where I really have nothing to say, so I write sentences that have nothing to do with each other. The detailed epics are fun. Or they were, at least.
"Maybe you're only interested for the sake of making small talk long enough to ask me back to your place to watch a movie. Or maybe because you've got some terrific, unknown CELINE DION record when all you really want to do is sleep with me, which you won't do very well. After which you'll procede to lie back down beside me and confess that you've got a girlfriend named Stephanie who's away at medical school in Belgium for a year and that you've been involved with her, off and on, in what you'll call a very 'intricate' relationship for the past SEVEN YEARS. None of which interests me, Mister."
...Damn yeah I still remember. I also remember completely skipping that entire section of Sure Thing.
Why is it that I can remember monologues but not a variety of things associated with Biology of Cancer and Aids?
Wow, I'm awesome at making good use of my time.
Extremely extremely extremely unproductive. Which is my fault, and I completely understand this, but it's fine, because at least I'm aware.
This week doesn't feel real. Probably because it's not. But time really is flying by.
The Red Sox are hurting my heart.
The difference between lonely and alone used to be perfectly defined. Now, not so much.
I just don't know.
I'm an agressive typer. I should probably quiet down.
My archive of entries runs the gamut from detailed epics to fungus like this, where I really have nothing to say, so I write sentences that have nothing to do with each other. The detailed epics are fun. Or they were, at least.
"Maybe you're only interested for the sake of making small talk long enough to ask me back to your place to watch a movie. Or maybe because you've got some terrific, unknown CELINE DION record when all you really want to do is sleep with me, which you won't do very well. After which you'll procede to lie back down beside me and confess that you've got a girlfriend named Stephanie who's away at medical school in Belgium for a year and that you've been involved with her, off and on, in what you'll call a very 'intricate' relationship for the past SEVEN YEARS. None of which interests me, Mister."
...Damn yeah I still remember. I also remember completely skipping that entire section of Sure Thing.
Why is it that I can remember monologues but not a variety of things associated with Biology of Cancer and Aids?
Wow, I'm awesome at making good use of my time.
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Suck it, Yankees.
Dear Kenny Lofton, go clean a pool with this hair dryer. Thanks.
What a bunch of evil, filthy thieves.
Oh well. Tomorrow's another day.
Thursday, October 7, 2004
Things have a way of working out.
This may be jumping the gun...
But I'm going to go ahead and say it.
Things are definitely looking up.
Right now I spell excitement like this:
PROPERTIES MANAGER FOR A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM!
I really really REALLY hope this is my niche.
God bless theatre.
But I'm going to go ahead and say it.
Things are definitely looking up.
Right now I spell excitement like this:
PROPERTIES MANAGER FOR A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM!
I really really REALLY hope this is my niche.
God bless theatre.
Tuesday, October 5, 2004
The glass is neither half full or half empty, just twice as large as it should be.
Today was the first day that it was necessary to sport navy blue wool in the shape of a pea coat over a sweater in order to be warm. I have to say that I love it.
So, since I have midterm(s) to study for, I obviously spend lots of time at the International Movie Data Base.
Since I could, I watched a lot of trailers, including one for The Phantom of the Opera, which just looks incredibly beautiful and comes out this Christmas. As if Christmas this year could possibly get any better. Now, in addition to Johnny Mathis, cookies, and the hurricane ridden state of Florida regurgitating the people it sucked down back in August, there's a musical.
And now I'm off in search of food because in this day and age, certain choices must be made. Like choosing whether to watch the Red Sox or make it in time for dinner at the DC.
Samm and I have the most obnoxious buddy list sounds on the face of the earth.
Thank you, Red Sox. You're awesome.
So, since I have midterm(s) to study for, I obviously spend lots of time at the International Movie Data Base.
Since I could, I watched a lot of trailers, including one for The Phantom of the Opera, which just looks incredibly beautiful and comes out this Christmas. As if Christmas this year could possibly get any better. Now, in addition to Johnny Mathis, cookies, and the hurricane ridden state of Florida regurgitating the people it sucked down back in August, there's a musical.
And now I'm off in search of food because in this day and age, certain choices must be made. Like choosing whether to watch the Red Sox or make it in time for dinner at the DC.
Samm and I have the most obnoxious buddy list sounds on the face of the earth.
Thank you, Red Sox. You're awesome.
Saturday, October 2, 2004
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