'Beneath You'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
O ya, MM, saw a great license plate this morning, and was hoping it was you moved back to LA. It read "KRP2NYT"
BWAH! That's awesome.
I think if we move back to L.A...so tempting...I would try to get a vanity plate that said "MRCLMAN".
Assuming I could get my license back.
urgh. Sitting in the dealership waiting to hear about my car. Fucking coolant light came on four months after it was in for service. I'm v. Annoyed.
In a followup to Cambridge sending me a notice about my apparently-still-existent application, Boston University Upward Bound would like me to know they have a math position open this summer.
This wouldn't seem so strange to me if I'd gotten any of these emails last summer, but they seem to have skipped a year.
Maybe they truly had a Leap Year.
I need to quit writing important things on PostIt notes, because they seem to like to disappear. grrrr.
I myself need to stop a) downloading new games and playing them obsessively, b) getting up late, or c) getting on the computer before leaving for work. Cutting out any one of those might enable me to get to work on time (well, a only inasmuch as it might let me stop doing b).
c) getting on the computer before leaving for work
Relatedly, I also need to stop convincing myself that I can stop working in the evenings, because I will finish up my to do list in the morning before getting to school, etc. Because, well, it just never happens. It used to, but not right now. I have the hardest time pulling my ass out of bed in the morning...even when I get like 12 hours of sleep. Stupid mono.
How much do I love the "Secretly a Cylon" xposts? THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS MUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCH!
ION, the monthly communists are making me cranky, and the universe isn't doing anything to help. If anyone needs anything sporked, just let me know - I'm in a very stabby mood today.
If anyone needs anything sporked, just let me know - I'm in a very stabby mood today.
Where did I put that list...?
Do we think there's any chance "Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay" will open in my tiny neck of the back woods?
In unrelated news, why does every student who enters the room feel the need to comment on the smell? I KNOW it smells bad. Seriously. This is not a new discovery.