RABIS IS THE SILENT KILLER.
Sep. 28th, 2007 12:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caithreamThe fact that USF decided to host a Career Day, not only during school hours, but also the day before the biggest game probably in the history of the school (WOOO BIG EAST), making for ZERO. PARKING. ANYWHERE. was the icing of the fucking cake of my week, really.
ANYWAY. No more whining. I've done that too much lately. Instead, let us
OH YOU GUYS.
OH YOU GUYS.
JIM AND PAM. THEY MAKE ME SO STUPIDLY HAPPY, I JUST. WHEN PAM "ANNOUNCED" THEY WERE DATING. THE LOOKS THEY GAVE EACH OTHER. Seriously, I don't think any couple on any other TV show has ever made me so HAPPY. I know something is probably going to come in, throw a monkey wrench into everything, but right now I'm just going to wallow in GLEE.
MICHAEL. Seriously, this episode kind of reminded me of the, uh, one last season where the bird hit the window and died (:(!) and they held a little funeral for it, and Pam gave that little speech at the end? Aww MICHAEL. He just wants to do the right thing and just so totally screws up royally. AHAHA HE RECOGNIZED THE "NURSE." Ahhh.
PB & J! AHAHAH KEVIN.
ALKDJFAL;SDJ ANDY'S NIPPLE CHAFING. AHAHAHSDLKFJ OH MY GOD.
I didn't realize how much I missed this show. REALLY. I am so ridiculously happy that it is fall again alsdkjfalsdj.
This, of course, means there is only ONE WEEK LEFT, and really, you'll be sick of me then. Ha haaa.
Umm. Let me direct your attention to this, and the fact that he still makes my stomach do FLIPS, and uh. Shit. Guys.
I have one of these shirts, in green, but I needed a smaller size, and it was getting kind of worn, so.
Believe me, I am aware of how stupid I look.
SUFJAN. I love Sufjan. Have I mentioned this before? I do. And his clever merchandizing. Also, I really really really want to find a Radiohead shirt, but I can find no good ones online in girls size? It makes me sad.
So, okay. Rest of my week/weekend is fixing collateral damage from this horrible week. Includes: somehow finishing/deciphering already late A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, a four page paper due Tuesday, ridiculous amounts of reading for other classes, and maybe start Mrs. Dalloway? Probably, um. A little too ambitious.
NEXT WEEK WILL BE SO MUCH BETTER. I hope.
ANYWAY. No more whining. I've done that too much lately. Instead, let us
OH YOU GUYS.
OH YOU GUYS.
JIM AND PAM. THEY MAKE ME SO STUPIDLY HAPPY, I JUST. WHEN PAM "ANNOUNCED" THEY WERE DATING. THE LOOKS THEY GAVE EACH OTHER. Seriously, I don't think any couple on any other TV show has ever made me so HAPPY. I know something is probably going to come in, throw a monkey wrench into everything, but right now I'm just going to wallow in GLEE.
MICHAEL. Seriously, this episode kind of reminded me of the, uh, one last season where the bird hit the window and died (:(!) and they held a little funeral for it, and Pam gave that little speech at the end? Aww MICHAEL. He just wants to do the right thing and just so totally screws up royally. AHAHA HE RECOGNIZED THE "NURSE." Ahhh.
PB & J! AHAHAH KEVIN.
ALKDJFAL;SDJ ANDY'S NIPPLE CHAFING. AHAHAHSDLKFJ OH MY GOD.
I didn't realize how much I missed this show. REALLY. I am so ridiculously happy that it is fall again alsdkjfalsdj.
This, of course, means there is only ONE WEEK LEFT, and really, you'll be sick of me then. Ha haaa.
Umm. Let me direct your attention to this, and the fact that he still makes my stomach do FLIPS, and uh. Shit. Guys.
I have one of these shirts, in green, but I needed a smaller size, and it was getting kind of worn, so.
Believe me, I am aware of how stupid I look.
SUFJAN. I love Sufjan. Have I mentioned this before? I do. And his clever merchandizing. Also, I really really really want to find a Radiohead shirt, but I can find no good ones online in girls size? It makes me sad.
So, okay. Rest of my week/weekend is fixing collateral damage from this horrible week. Includes: somehow finishing/deciphering already late A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, a four page paper due Tuesday, ridiculous amounts of reading for other classes, and maybe start Mrs. Dalloway? Probably, um. A little too ambitious.
NEXT WEEK WILL BE SO MUCH BETTER. I hope.
