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Ain’t nothin’ wrong with bein’ a psychopath.

  • I have two meetings today that I am unprepared for and an entire book to read by 9 AM tomorrow, but I started today with turkey bacon and eggs and pumpkin spice coffee so it can’t all go too badly.
  • I’m going to the Folk Festival today to look at things I cannot afford and get irritated by the crowds and leave after half an hour. Social life!
  • I’ve only lived in my apartment for two months and I’m already scouting places to live next year. I love my apartment, but the location sucks harder than something that sucks hard. Your mom, maybe? I don’t know, I don’t really know her.
  • Everyone else lives on the other side of town, so if I want to get rather intoxicated and go to a friend’s apartment I have to either walk (1-2 miles through Murderville, VA), get a cab (ain’t nobody got money for that, I’m already spending $10-20 a week on cabs back home after midnight), or take the To Bottom and Back Bus. The bus is free and seems like a good idea, since it goes right by my apartment, but I finally caught it last night and it turns out it’s like being trapped in a dark metal tube full of drunk guys yelling and hitting on me.
  • Moving it is, then.
  • My cat just did a cute little yawn meow and leaned her head against my leg and I almost started crying.
  • I can’t register for classes for next semester until I turn in immunization forms and I can’t turn in immunization forms until I get a tuberculosis test and I can’t get a tuberculosis test because the clinic is only open Monday and Wednesday mornings and I have class both those mornings. These are conundrums. Conundra? Conundrae.
  • Fall Break is next week, and those of us who can’t afford to make a two-day trip home are making plans.
  • Drugs.
  • Advantage #534 of living alone: I can leave little post-its all over the apartment reminding myself to do things like clean the bathtub and drink water instead of eating every sixteen seconds. Seems weird, but the place is clean and I’ve lost three pounds. Boom.
  • One of my professors and I have contests where we make faces at each other until one of us laughs. It is consistently the weirdest part of my day.
  • I find it morally reprehensible that Kroger doesn’t sell pita pockets.
  • ComEd double-charged me the last electric bill for the Chicago apartment and I can’t get in touch with them and it is pissing me all of the way off. All of the way.
  • Oh god the cat just did it again, awwwww ohmygodohmygod.

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  1. francophonebaker said: confused, is this implying that your 2-day ‘break’ plans are ‘drugs’? if so, right on.
  2. mathcat345 said: The cat is trying to hypnotize you into taking a nap. DON’T LOOK AT HER! AND DON’T BLINK!
  3. katefeetie posted this
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