Gotta go grey for a little while...back soon enough though. In the meantime I'm easy enough to reach should anyone be so inclined.
Time to let Dar Williams speak for me.
Amber called her uncle, said "We're up here for the holiday,
Jane and I were having Solstice, now we need a place to stay."
And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree,
He watched his song hang candy canes all made with red dye number three.
He told his niece, "Its Christmas Eve,...
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Amber called her uncle, said "We're up here for the holiday,
Jane and I were having Solstice, now we need a place to stay."
And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree,
He watched his song hang candy canes all made with red dye number three.
He told his niece, "Its Christmas Eve,...
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No more classes until January! 
There was an article in the DTH today about Seasonal Affective Disorder, which is apparently a type of depression brought on by the winter that involves the desire to sleep more, cravings for sugar, and the inclination to stay inside. Is it just me or is that a PERFECTLY NORMAL state of being in the winter? I mean, are we...
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There was an article in the DTH today about Seasonal Affective Disorder, which is apparently a type of depression brought on by the winter that involves the desire to sleep more, cravings for sugar, and the inclination to stay inside. Is it just me or is that a PERFECTLY NORMAL state of being in the winter? I mean, are we...
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Hey, read this. It's gotten me two marraige proposals so far.. I'm holding out for ice sculptures.
You know what will be interesting? Fitting three weeks' worth of luggage, a dog, two guinea pigs and a 5-square-foot cage into my pathetic little Ford Focus for a three-hour drive. No place like home for the holidays
You know what will be interesting? Fitting three weeks' worth of luggage, a dog, two guinea pigs and a 5-square-foot cage into my pathetic little Ford Focus for a three-hour drive. No place like home for the holidays
aprioriangelo:
Hehe. That sounds interesting. I'm going to a Winter Wonderland Formal for the track and cross-country teams tonite, and I'm thinking that will be about the lay of it. I think Jess and I might be the only two sober ones there. Excitement! 
aprioriangelo:
Hahaha, I thought that looked wine looked awfully watered down in that picture. Do you not drink?
Guess what I did this week? Noooooothing. I think I have junioritis. And now tonight I must go mingle with my recently-converted friend's sorostitute buddies for her 21st birthday. AND I'm the DD, which means nothing to numb the excruciating annoyance of a room full of party dresses bought with daddy's credit card.
I have 2 foster pigs coming after Christmas and nowhere to put...
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aprioriangelo:
Meh. I guess "send it to me" wasn't really supposed to mean mail. Mail sucks. You give a when and where, and I'm there. I might even rhyme. 
aprioriangelo:
Eww. I'll buy you coffee.
Ahem.
Could the douche behind this stalkeriffic nugget of internet literature please step forward? I knoooow you've been watching me, Greg. And I need to personally thank you for calling me a militant feminist--saves me the effort of making all those iron-on t-shirts.
Here's to being in the blogosphere.
Could the douche behind this stalkeriffic nugget of internet literature please step forward? I knoooow you've been watching me, Greg. And I need to personally thank you for calling me a militant feminist--saves me the effort of making all those iron-on t-shirts.
Here's to being in the blogosphere.
aprioriangelo:
Aww, "Greg" seems to think that SG is "your" site. You're famous! And probably kinda rich. Congratulations.
And that book sounds interesting. We need to meet!
And that book sounds interesting. We need to meet!
If there is anything more joyful than the uninhibited rhetorical ball-busting of cocky conservative douchebags, I have not yet discovered it.
See Example A.
Oh, how I love Tuesdays. Also I'm applying for a writing position with The Siren, the new women's issues newsletter on campus, so with any luck the verbose militant feminism can continue. I started out attempting to be diplomatic, buy...
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See Example A.
Oh, how I love Tuesdays. Also I'm applying for a writing position with The Siren, the new women's issues newsletter on campus, so with any luck the verbose militant feminism can continue. I started out attempting to be diplomatic, buy...
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argo:
Nice article. IM me sometime.
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Today I got a guinea pig.
He is the sole successor to my childhood guinea pig, who died due to complications of not being taken care of by my mother while I was at camp
Anyway, his name is Fendi and he pretty much just chuckles and eats and sleeps but that is ok. Some of the best days are spent just chuckling and eating...
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He is the sole successor to my childhood guinea pig, who died due to complications of not being taken care of by my mother while I was at camp
Anyway, his name is Fendi and he pretty much just chuckles and eats and sleeps but that is ok. Some of the best days are spent just chuckling and eating...
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Ok, you should go see Capote. Just take a bottle of Prozac before you go and have someone waiting outside the theater with a double martini. Must art be so depressing? Must they torture us for their Oscars?
(Irony of following film about man who died of alcoholism with double martini duly noted.)
My fellow Student Global AIDS Campaign cohorts and I had these grand...
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(Irony of following film about man who died of alcoholism with double martini duly noted.)
My fellow Student Global AIDS Campaign cohorts and I had these grand...
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aprioriangelo:
Capote was amazing. I saw it last weekend, and everyone just left the theatre in a stunned silence. So powerful. Except some lady behind us who talked throughout and at the end "didn't get it." What's not to get?!
And I can't say I wouldn't die of fright if I dreamed about Frank the Bunny on a regular basis.
And I can't say I wouldn't die of fright if I dreamed about Frank the Bunny on a regular basis.
Rocks for jocks has become an excercise in apathy. No one will know what the hell i'm talking about but I feel compelled to type futiley about it anyway. I have a midterm tomorrow which I feel no need whatsoever to study for, not because i'm a geologic badass but because I can either torture myself and fail it or chill and fail it. Mindlessness...
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