Thursday, May 12, 2005
Well kiddies, it's almost that time...
The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things...
Like what you're doing after graduation, and wow this poem really sucks.
*smacks forehead*
That was really lame...but then again, today has been really lame.
I have soooooooooooooo much to do. My room looks like it's blown up. I found a fly crawling into my Krispy Kreme doughnut today (luckily, before I had taken a bite). It's motherfucking cold out in Ripon (and raining). I'm wearing a sweater and, when running errands on campus, I had to wear my windbreaker and it was still freezing. HELLO! MOTHER NATURE! IT'S MAY! Not November. MAY! Got that? Okay. Start acting like it's May. I have an outside graduation ceremony on SUNDAY, ok??
Nevertheless I have been the opposite of productive today. I got up late. I didn't do anything all afternoon, save listening to music. I have to run PodUtil on my computer again so I can get my songs transferred before I go back to *cringe* dialup till god knows when. I've decided that if I end up moving back home, I will make my monthly contribution to my house by paying a cable bill for both Internet AND TV. I won't make it without cable anymore. I went to the library and turned in my sem books, I went to the bookstore and sold my woodwind tech book and got my cap & gown (damnit. that means I really have to walk don't I?). I had intentions of mailing some stuff at the post office, but it was raining and dreary and I was cold, so I decided to wait out the rain, but in the meantime, 5:00 rolled around and the post office closed. I walked to Seasons then with a book, had a turkey sandwich, an orange and cream soda & cheesecake. Mmm. Cheesecake.
Yeah, but I have to like, move home in a few days and uhh, well...
But I'm totally wrapped up in my book now, and I have to read it to the end. Oh well. I'm more of a night person anyway. I'll be up late, burning the midnight oil. But at least I bought packing tape on my way home from Seasons, so I can (ideally) pack all those damn boxes that are flattened and above my closets. Sigh. I hate packing.
And what in God's name am I going to do with my fridge????????????