yup. congrats. this is the second time i've blogged in less than a day. after a good solid several days blog-free. i think i'm addicted. something about the feel of the keys clacking and me just typing whatever the fuck i feel like. i could even leave in a type-o if i felt like it. but those drive me crazy. but i could! principle of the matter, and whatknot.
took a Spanish test this morning. felt really good about it. i may try this "studying" thing again. definitely aced it. good feelings all around.
Thanksgiving is coming up! and i have two classes the day before... i hope Math gets cancelled, because otherwise i'm not going. Kyle and i's ride back to Florence is taking off at 2, and i plan on being in the car when it hits the road. tough choice. not. let's see, should i: a) deal with Prof. Assprobe (Mr. Buttcane, but he's feeling like a probe up the ass these days), or b) get in a car with my boy and his friend and ride off towards somewhere i actually WANT to be? yeah, real tough. see ya later, Mr. Ass-stick.
fuuuuuck... speaking of which... i've got Stats in 1 hour and 5 minutes. i was going to take a nap, but my meeting after Spanish ran on too long, and now i'm just praying that i'll survive until the hour when i can sleep again. it'll be a late evening for sure.
fuck it all, i'm taking a nap. it'll be short, but sweet. and yes i know i just started two consecutive paragraphs with "fuck" and that's how tired i am, that i didn't change it. although i love that word so much, i'm leaving it for personal enjoyment. mmmm... "fuck". good word. it seems to express so much with just one harsh syllabel. i highly recommend liberal usage. and with that, i'm gone like a poof of smoke. Brits out as well!
it was a good morning. good night, too. thought-provoking and reaffirming at the same time.
21.11.05
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I think you should definitely screw class on Wednesday and celebrate Thanksgiving early. One random day at UO, two of my friends and I skipped class and drove down to Bandon. We wanted free cheese from the Cheese Factory. We got there five minutes after they closed. But we were able to find cheese curds at the local grocery store. On the way home, we listened to Madonna. A lot of Madonna. And ate a lot of cheese curds. A lot of cheese curds.
:) Again, so happy you're back + addicted, no less!
I think that random story has something to do with Florence. Maybe we drove through it en route to Brandon? Not sure. When the connection is made, I'll be back.
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