It's that time of year again

[catastrophy]

When the ghastly U of C consumes your flesh and bones and tops the feast off by popping your soul into its mouth without so much as an "Mmmm, crunchy!"
Souls go straight to your hips though, so we'll have our revenge come swimsuit season.

In the meantime, there's finals to contend with.
For my Feminism in Japan class, we conveniently (and by 'convenient' I mean NOT) have a group website project, final journal entry, and 8-10 page paper due within like 24 hours of eachother. Seriously, who's boneheaded idea was that?
One paper each for my Lycett and Anthropology of Travel classes due next Friday.
It is possible that the only assignment I will enjoy in the least is my Anth. of Travel paper. It's about 'defining borders'. Which is totally cool and orders of magnitude more complicated than it sounds at first sighthearing.

Also, fruits and vegetables really are a neccessary part of a college student's diet... you really miss them after 3 weeks of frozen buns and plain-ish pasta.

Is it weird that it pleases me when my friends have dreams that are as crazy/fucked up as mine are?

The windows are done. We have to send back the form to re-lease our apartment. I need to find a better summer job. And CVS still (after almost a week) doesn't have my contact storage solution, so I'm still faking it and using the cleaner... if only my glasses Rx wasn't like 3 years old. Jeremy comes back tomorrow, but it doesn't seem like anyone can get him at the airport. Hopefully we'll have a better idea where the two of us will be spending like the next 5 years soon (Sushu stop gloating, you bum). And I should shower and do laundry but don't feel quite compelled enough to do either.

And I can't open my desk drawer because there's crap in front of my desk that's really freaking heavy!
Also I have baby envy because I saw a baby today that wasn't my nephew.

Sushu still owes me a comic about the End of the World and coconut heads.

I like how when I send my Mom an email about how I had the awful, terrible stomach flu she's only concerned about my dentist appointment.
I'm feeling the love, yo. Right here. ...in my middle finger!

Comments

[summercomfort]

That was Valerie's kid. She's a really sweet person, and I'm sure she'd be in need of babysitting soon. If you feel brazen, you can email her at vofunk@uchi and be like "yo, I'm the girl with Sushu today, and I <3 your kid. I have babysitting experience, so feel free to call me up if you ever need me" or something.

Maybe you can risk it with your license? You're a safe driver, right?

[dakeeni.livejournal.com]

I believe Satomi has answered the call for a legit driver.

I <3 Valerie's daughter's hair, OMG. I mean, that's gotta take talent.
Who is this Valerie person anyhow?

[summercomfort]

PhD student in PoliSci. Lithuanian, but knows German, French, and Japanese. Writing about religion and Just war. She's a really sweet lady. Her last name now sounds like "more-cabages" but with a "v", except I don't know how to spell it.

[dakeeni.livejournal.com]

I meant, how do you know this woman? Through Joanne and those crazy polysci people?