Last night being Holocaust Remembrance Day Eve, I decided to sit my roommates down and force them to watch Schindler's List, so we could, you know, remember the Holocaust. After five minutes they opted to switch to The Sweetest Thing, starring Cameron Diaz.
In other news, the man who lives downstairs from me is a genuine creep who molests his cat, his legitimate pet feline animal. In the hallway. It's a huge cat and he's foreign.
I'm getting closer and closer and closer to The End of School. Which is kind of sad, because I'll miss it, but also okay because summer's fun, and next year will be pretty bitchin', and Cherry Hill is more delicious than ever, no lie, ten cents MORE delicious, but what can you do.
I really hope that I have a job this summer, because not only does Jill from Linens N Things NOT call people back, she also likes to leave them on HOLD for twenty minutes. I hung up. I feel like holding on a cell phone for that long could definitely give you a brain tumor or something.
Last night I had a really sweet dream that I was in school learning how to morph into an animal, like Hogwarts, but just all about morphing into animals. I wish I remembered more of it. Pratically the only time of day I'm NOT staring at some kind of screen is when I'm sleeping, but even then, I dream in the third person. I should probably read more.
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