What do you think so far? Yeah yeah, it's still in progress. needed a change and liked this color scheme. Gentle without being drab. Vicious without being a mook. Sigh, good times.
Was reading through old live journal posts from my friends back home, and in one was a post about recalling a memory that you had of the livejournal user (RG, if you know who I'm talkin about), and my other old friend (Kate) talked about cracked out bunnies. I hadn't thought about those bunnies in a long time. Mr. S Knew we were all crazy, sittin in calc with our little bunny ear-peace signs. Woosh! Quick bunny!
Too bad it never helped me with calc. Bugga!
So I have a 72% right now in my art history class. And one test to go, which I Did Not do good on. Ich bin screwed. I just need a C-, darn it!! Maybe he'll curve (hahahahahahahaha!!! crack myself up)
was cleaning Dr. L's office when I came across an interesting book "Biography of a Hunted Priest", about a Jesuit priest running around in gentleman's garb preaching in victorian England. Ya know, that whole catholic/protestant war thingy there for a while? Good times. So while reading the first chapter, somehow I had sat down in the comfy chair and put my feet up on the table I'd just cleaned, and guess who decided to come to work on a friday... Dr. Dr. L. Savage guy. He laughed at me and said his office smelled clean. I rewiped the table, put away the book and got the hizz-ell outta there. Ich bin doof.
All of the freshies around me are so excited to go home. I laugh because I was once that excited. But now, its just another trip to someplace I don't care much for. Pretty much going just to see the fam, but wish it was only for like a week. And hopefully I'll get to see some friends I have been seriously neglecting. Not just the departed ones, though I do need to go over and visit Josh for a while.
Just sneezed all over the screen. Awes.
mook mood: surprised. didn't feel it comin.
mook music: Melissa Ethridge
mook prayer for the peeps: get home safely, or I'll cut you all.
Was reading through old live journal posts from my friends back home, and in one was a post about recalling a memory that you had of the livejournal user (RG, if you know who I'm talkin about), and my other old friend (Kate) talked about cracked out bunnies. I hadn't thought about those bunnies in a long time. Mr. S Knew we were all crazy, sittin in calc with our little bunny ear-peace signs. Woosh! Quick bunny!
Too bad it never helped me with calc. Bugga!
So I have a 72% right now in my art history class. And one test to go, which I Did Not do good on. Ich bin screwed. I just need a C-, darn it!! Maybe he'll curve (hahahahahahahaha!!! crack myself up)
was cleaning Dr. L's office when I came across an interesting book "Biography of a Hunted Priest", about a Jesuit priest running around in gentleman's garb preaching in victorian England. Ya know, that whole catholic/protestant war thingy there for a while? Good times. So while reading the first chapter, somehow I had sat down in the comfy chair and put my feet up on the table I'd just cleaned, and guess who decided to come to work on a friday... Dr. Dr. L. Savage guy. He laughed at me and said his office smelled clean. I rewiped the table, put away the book and got the hizz-ell outta there. Ich bin doof.
All of the freshies around me are so excited to go home. I laugh because I was once that excited. But now, its just another trip to someplace I don't care much for. Pretty much going just to see the fam, but wish it was only for like a week. And hopefully I'll get to see some friends I have been seriously neglecting. Not just the departed ones, though I do need to go over and visit Josh for a while.
Just sneezed all over the screen. Awes.
mook mood: surprised. didn't feel it comin.
mook music: Melissa Ethridge
mook prayer for the peeps: get home safely, or I'll cut you all.
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