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Don't Want No 5KRU85 (Scrubs)
February 21, 2003
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Boo.
Argh. Another late night, and I gotz an important luncheon with someone the Mac English Department is keen on interesting in teaching here, sooooo I gotta make with the smart-talk and get things all fun and interesting. I really hope they pay for lunch, because otherwise I'm not gonna be too happy of a camper. Murg. But in short, I gotta go rest my brain so I won't be a drooling hulk of Annieflesh tomorrow noon, which wouldn't be very impressive and smart at all, and that's not good.
Anyhow.
Life is progressing, as life tends to. Livejournal is down and I'm getting fits from it, especially because my dearest Web-Guy Josiah JUST got me a nifty screenshot of a very fiendish-looking Radical Edward (from the anime Cowboy Bebop, to those not "in the know" about such things) that is perfect in many, many ways and now I cannot post it waaaaaaaaaaaaah poor me. And such. My honors project, as the Scottish say, is gonna be frickin' HUUUUGE, especially the minimum length for chapters is 10 pages and my current (read: not finished yet) chapter just hit 23, so yeah. Boy howdy. It's like attempting to wrangle a snake that just keeps growing and growing, and thinking gee, I hope this thing doesn't think I'm now a tasty little Human McNugget.
Or I could be a stupid Annie and have lost my metaphor in a cloud of sleepiness. Dammit.
So this means bedtime. Take care you crazy peeeepole. Heh. Heh. Heh.
NINJA!
Annie "Blue" VM
You fell victim to your own denial
- Green Day
"Jackass"
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