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Oct. 27th, 2003 09:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
padmaclynnegrum: a state of discontent. as in "he looked rather grum" "they were grum"
think of it as grumpy, but 33% shorter and 1746% cooler.
sometimes i just love words. oh, and risibility and maugre are fun too.
i'm working on an irritating essay for about 1 tomorrow.
so, that's work here til 11, go home, see if i am coherent still, if so write much more, otherwise just a bit more. wake up at 7, write until mgg comes home at 9:40, walk to class, learn about jesus, go to loree, finish paper, print paper, get on a bus by 12:30, go to class, turn in paper, stop fucking misspelling paper "papaer" goddamnit! learn, you useless digits!
uh. right. then home again jiggity-jig, then work at c4 6-9, then come home to empty bed.
sometimes i hate my schedule. so now i need to schedule next semester with mgg. and i need to request winter hours at work, if any will be availiable. shit. and talk to a dean, about schedules, and transferring. shit shit shit shit shit. fuck.
¡¡Time for stats!!
where was i?
oh yeah, shit shit fuck. right.
think of it as grumpy, but 33% shorter and 1746% cooler.
sometimes i just love words. oh, and risibility and maugre are fun too.
i'm working on an irritating essay for about 1 tomorrow.
so, that's work here til 11, go home, see if i am coherent still, if so write much more, otherwise just a bit more. wake up at 7, write until mgg comes home at 9:40, walk to class, learn about jesus, go to loree, finish paper, print paper, get on a bus by 12:30, go to class, turn in paper, stop fucking misspelling paper "papaer" goddamnit! learn, you useless digits!
uh. right. then home again jiggity-jig, then work at c4 6-9, then come home to empty bed.
sometimes i hate my schedule. so now i need to schedule next semester with mgg. and i need to request winter hours at work, if any will be availiable. shit. and talk to a dean, about schedules, and transferring. shit shit shit shit shit. fuck.
¡¡Time for stats!!
where was i?
oh yeah, shit shit fuck. right.
