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That damned Greelee, my roommate... he said that Lauren Graham was not the uber-hot! BLASPHEMY!

Anyway, today I called home and told my dad that I could go home on Friday if he wanted me to, and then he was like 'well, can't you come home tomorrow?' And I said that I could, but I didn't really want to, and then he said that he would call me back and tell me what the final deal was about. So, it ended up being that we're still going for Saturday. So, I went from originally going home on Saturday to going home on Friday to going home on Thursday to going home on Friday and then going back home on Saturday again, all in the space of about twenty-four hours, thus proving why I love my father, but I hate it when my father attempts to do something that requires planning.

Elsewhen, my story for nonfiction didn't go over as badly as I thought it would have gone. People were happy with the voice, saying that they had many lines where they were able to laugh, but it appears that the idea of the piece isn't about conformity so much as being forced into a stereotype based on an interest, which I suppose is in and of itself a true statement, since it is that way, at least in some ways. Maybe not intentionally, but I think that was what I was going for more than what I said I was going for in the piece, which is often what happens to me. Still, they didn't rip it apart, which is good, because I was seriously fearing being torn apart.

I ate at Pluto's today (how could I avoid a place with THAT name... I mean, honestly...), it was good, but later on it made me feel pretty shitty, like right now I haven't had dinner, and I don't think I will, because I've been burping almost to the point of throwing up, which isn't a good thing. That's actually a good thing, though, since I don't really have much food to last me, and I'll prolly end up going out on Friday to eat dinner. Yup.


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Nov. 17th, 2005 03:26 pm (UTC)
um... thanks for sharing..? :P
Nov. 17th, 2005 05:07 pm (UTC)
Hush, woman! My journal is where I put what I want to put, and that is that! It is where I vent my frustrations, you don't get to tell me what I can and cannot say!!!

Besides, Greelee insulted Lauren Graham, such acts of blasphemy MUST be acknowledged. The rest, not so much, but I felt like saying something, so I said something.

Now go and make me a blinky like that one! With the obvious modifications, of course.
Nov. 17th, 2005 05:21 pm (UTC)
I meant the whole burping/throwing up thing - TMI! but you're right, you can put whatever you want.. I deeply apologize!

Don't worry.. I *promise* I will make you the Dillon icon .. this weekend. and I'll make it blnky.
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