Caffeine and I are going to be very close friends this semester. That being said, the cafeteria coffee stand has already lost my business through sheer, unadulterated rude.
Formal English composition makes me cranky. I don't like outlines and thesis statements. Looks like I'll have to get over that, and quick.
I can't figure out where the young'uns find the time to go to school and party. And I don't even have a job!
That French textbook was $107?!? Jesus Fuck!
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Bone, at
2/17/2006 12:39 AM