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I don't know what made my neighbors think that it was all right to start running heavy machinery--such as jack hammers--at 8 o'clock in the morning but some people were still at home and some people were too ridiculous to go to bed before 2 am so some people were still asleep.
Thanks, neighbors. Thanks a bunch. I am the victim. Pity me as much as I pity myself.
When I left, they were standing around a large man-made hole in the sidewalk, staring down into it and yelling at each other with their arms up in the air.

I finished my annotated bibliography--with much difficulty, I might add--for my Hurricane Katrina/collapse of New Orleans paper.
This paper comes, of course, directly after I finished the 15 minute-long presentation on the genocide in Rwanda.
That's... nice.
The thesis statement has no substance and almost makes no sense. I think this paper will eventually turn into a personal vendetta against the government if I'm not careful.
I refuse to be the Carrotarian in the class.
(My God, inside jokes with myself rule.)

Toothpaste for Dinner college-related literature helps me get through the worst of my days.
I'm in Seattle's Best, checking on how the guy is getting along in his efforts to seduce women that are smarter than him.
He's not here today, I'm a bit disappointed.


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I love lecture classes.

In my archaeology lecture last term, there was a girl that always sat two rows in front of me, knitted underneath the table (which is cool with me, if she thinks she can get by on not taking notes then congratulations to her for taking her hobby to school with her), would raise her hand and ask what she thought were intelligent questions and then pull out an apple and eat it REALLY LOUDLY.
She was two rows in front of me, facing the opposite direction and I was still able to hear that obnoxious crunching and slurping noise.
I'm fairly certain that I've blog-complained about her before but I just can't get over how she could possibly think that people would want to hear her listen to her smacking on an apple.
She was basically making out with it.