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we know how to pray, party everyday…

coll_04I got a text from Jerry this afternoon around 4:15 telling me that two surgical students are moving into my apartment Sunday (which would be tomorrow) at 4. He’s coming by at 2 to clean out the two spare rooms they’ll be taking.

I essentially flipped a shit and have been freaking out since then. Not only is he in violation of my lease by not giving me 48 hours notice that he’s coming over (a fact I was happy to ignore Friday when he showed the place to a sketchy middle-aged man because I was in a good mood and wasn’t doing anything and was home anyways) but WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT?!?!?!?!!? Continue reading

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made like ice cream topped with honey…

fri_104We finished off the last of the stash tonight so I’ll be sleeping with my window open. Luckily it’s only supposed to get down around 37 tonight, not like the low of 25 last night. But it was worth it, so I’m not complaining.

I didn’t finish the work I needed to for last semester. It’s due in 20min and there’s no way it’s going to happen. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I just don’t care. The sliding of my academic value system has been gradual but at this rate I won’t be coming back next semester, which just cannot happen. I talked to Jim and he said I’m still welcome to work here over the summer so at least I’ll have a job. But I need to get my act together. I printed the courses for next semester I’d like to take here, but enrollment isn’t until two days before finals and I’m not holding my breath. I won’t know about financial aid till August anyways. I’m not sure when they’d hold the meeting about my scholarship if I don’t make the requirements (which is seeming to loom doubtfully in the distance). Continue reading

cause I’m marvelous…

bustedtees86716c521bff8971e42540cc4fd20a9cUpdates on the sexually confused. Jess and DJ are in the other room watching Tomb-Raider (which in my opinion is only suitable for a lesbian movie night which ought to end with hot sex and wild Angelina Jolie fantasies). That said, I’ve heard nothing from them all day and I don’t know what Jess is planning to do about the two of them. If I go out there and they’re cuddling on the couch I just might hurl.

Amanda and I went to see the apartment on Huxley. It’s so bright and airy and Technicolor – it’s gorgeous and I love it but I don’t think she can afford the $600+utilities that it’s going to come out to for her to move in with me. Which blows balls, big hairy Mexican balls (not to discriminate, we of the belt between the tropics of Cancer and Capricorn understand the whole ‘hairy’ genes). I guess the apartment next door to her grandparents is up for rent — which I mean yeah is awesome because it’s going to only come to like $300+utilities apiece, but we’re going to be living next door to her grandmother. Continue reading