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 diamondia · Sun Jan 07, 2007 @ 06:41pm · 0 Comments |
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So, first the angry part of the story. I've been slacking on my History reading. I checked out all the books I needed to read at the beginning of the semester, figuring I'd just renew them a couple times, and then I'd have all the books without having to buy them and get hustled by the bookstore. I figured I'd grab them all at the beginning so no one else could decide to snag them, because I guess I'm a b***h like that. Whatever. They should have thought of it first. Anyway, point is, you only get three renewals. This would have been fine, if I had read the books by the due dates I was supposed to, but I didn't, and I couldn't renew them a fourth time. And they were due back today. And it was 8PM. And they didn't have the little "you can return me to any library!" sticker on them, so I had to go out to the libraries in cold. The VERY cold. Walking earlier, I froze my thighs, and they wouldn't warm up for like 45 minutes. Anyway, I bundeled meinself, and saw the bus pulling away as I walked up, and had to wait another 15 minutes blah blah blah b***h moan. So the sad part. So on my way between the libraries, this guy stops me, and he has half an envelope with a message written on it in Sharpie, something like: "Hi, my name is Mike (smile) and I need $-.00 to eat foods." And while he showed it, he made noises... I don't want to demean him, but they sounded like sad puppy noises. And it was so cold. I was bitching in my head about how crap it was that I had to go back out in the cold, but he was stuck out here all night. I wanted there to be change in my pockets, but there wasn't. I had my wallet, but you're not supposed to take out a wallet in the middle of the sidewalk, because someone could just grab it and run, and then they can see how much money you have and if you're worth mugging... anyway, I don't have any money. It's all in my Food Account. And my parents. I felt so bad I couldn't give him anything, because it was so freaking cold. If he had some money he could at least sit in a McDonalds with a cup of coffee or something. If he paid, they'd have to let him sit. But I gestured that there was nothing in my pockets, and he made a "thanks anyway" noise and walked on. After I dropped off my library book, I checked my wallet, and I had two dollars, enough to get something McDonaldsy. He had walked off, but I figured if I could find him, I was going to give him the money. But I only had a couple minutes of searching, and I had no idea where he went, and my bus came and I have an essay I need to be finishing. Then my evil brain got to working. What if he wasn't mute at all? What if someone did that to elicit sympathy? Would that method get more money than just asking people verbally? And I realized I was very engaged in reading the note he held out. What if someone held out a note, while another pickpocketed the occupied person? Am I a bad person for suspecting these things? Am I thinking them because he was black? Am I a snobby racist b*****d? I don't know. I wish I could have given him the money, but he disapeared. I hope he's okay tonight. It's freaking cold.
diamondia · Mon Dec 04, 2006 @ 04:18am · 0 Comments |
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The 23 flavors of Dr. Pepper |
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as determined by the GD and other sources:  Dead babies Ground-up Hobos Cheese Fish-sticks Piss Extract of AIDS Lamb Testicles Soy Sauce Semen Cherry-flavored Cough Syrup Liquid Manure Pureed Sweat Socks WD-40 Pond Water Grape skins Old mayonase Dryer Lint Medical waste Vicks vapor rub Flat Pepsi Chlorine Bong water Cigarette butts
diamondia · Tue Nov 28, 2006 @ 08:35pm · 0 Comments |
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So comming back from the library today, a Chinese guy got on the bus and sat in the seat next to me.
I always feel like I'm dissing people when I scoot over to give them room to sit next to me, like, "Eww don't touch" but really, it's like a courtesy thing. I dunno.
But anyway, he was sitting there and talking stuff in Chinese. I was like, "I really hope he's wearing a headset, and not just some crazy guy mumbling to himself sitting next to me."
He was, I saw when I got up. I was relieved.
Usually, you can tell by what they're saying. But not with Chinese. whee
diamondia · Fri Nov 17, 2006 @ 04:50am · 0 Comments |
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Seriously. What the hell. |
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What the hell, weather? scream
Yesterday it was nice. It was sunny. It was like springtime at 55 degrees. It was goregeous. I wore a nice, breezy skirt. I loved it. It was beautiful.
Then, the sun went down (at four o'clock... freaking daylight savings time) and it got cold. Like, real cold. Like, temerature shift so great that there should have probably been some sort of Bible passage about it. Okay, not really. But still enough to piss me off.
And then this morning. Wind that decided to cram all of the cold into it that it could. Mega-cold wind. The kind that whistles in your frozen ears. That was on my trek to class, where I missed the bus (like I usually do). Really, the bus gets me there just as quickly as walking, since it has to weave around and I can walk straight, but there isn't any wind in the bus. Bus wins. I didn't.
And then the s**t goes down, when I get out of class. Freaking rain. Mild-mannered rain, but cold rain. Not welcomed, however. Here is where I voiced my "******** the What?" at the weather-gods of the sky. Not cool.
So, pretty damp, I walk to the opposite corner of campus for my next class. (I have to make a triangle. I live in the Northwest part, I have my first class in the South Central (represent!) and then the second one up on the Northeast part. All the walking, combined with the being too lazy to eat, mean's I'm shedding pounds like a bulimic. Which I guess is a benefit). Wherein, I may interject, the professer was sitting in to check up on the TA leading the discussion, and as we often reference what she said in class, it was really awkward to talk about her like she wasn't there like she really was there. But I think today's discussion went far better than Jessica's (the TA's) usual discussions, where no one feels like playing along and there's a lot of silence. Perhaps people just didn't want to look bad in front of the professer, but it's not like she even knows who we are, individually. Maybe it's because Jessica's such a sweetheart, we didn't want her to get a bad grade. I like her. Much better than the jackhole TA for my other English class. I respect him, but he's such an a**.
Anyhoo, here's where the anger comes. I get out of this class, and the rain is comming down hard. Like, hardcore rain. Spiteful rain. The kind of rain that just wants to hit everything it can, over and over and over as hard as it can fall. Stupid spiteful rain. So, I walked back thoughroughly soaked. I managed to catch a bus over the hill, but that's just half of the way. Muchos de wettos. Freakin' a.
And now it's thundering and lightninging. And the weather.com says it's gonna snow. Son of a b***h. I hate you, weather. Seriously. What the hell.
IMPORTANT UPDATE!
Okay, so then I left for class, and it was raining slush. Or it was raining and then the water was freezing on the ground into slush. Or it was raining little bits of ice and then they were melting on the ground. I don't know how it really happened, but it was gross. A bus pulled up, and three people got on. Crowded on like cattle. I didn't want to have any part of that. So, I was already late, I started walking. I got about a block, and it was so gross and nasty, I was like, screw it, I'm going home. So I turned around and walked back. But by the time I got back to the bus stop, another 80 bus had pulled up, so I got on it. It proceeded VERY slowly. There was snow and slush accumulating. It was not nice at all. Luckily, the bus didn't get overcrowded.
Then, when I got out of my two classes, it was snowing. No more of this half-a** slush stuff, full-on snow. But the slush was still two inches deep on the road. Nasty and gross. I called my dad, and luckily he was already on the way. I was waiting on the corner as it took him 5 light cycles to make the turn. Stupid weather.
It went through late spring, to early spring, to winter in 48 hours.
I'm expecting locusts tomorrow.
diamondia · Fri Nov 10, 2006 @ 07:39pm · 0 Comments |
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So, out of extreme boredom, (even though I probably SHOULD be doing homework... or studying for midterms... whatever) I joined the wonderful triangle of UFO chasers that got a visit from the mothership, and a nice long conversation with her. Yay. I'm at the top right. My head's half in the shadow, half in the light.  I couldn't get the whole convo text, though, because my computer froze up in the middle of it and I had to re-load. Then some jackhole came in spouting off things and she left. Aliens are people too, dude.
diamondia · Sun Oct 22, 2006 @ 06:28am · 0 Comments |
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omg Hamlet iz teh emo lolz |
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2 B OR NOT 2 B TAHT SI TEH QUESTION
WHETHER TIS NOBLER IN TEH MIND 2 SUFER
THA SLNGS AND AROWS OF OUTRAEGOS FORTUNE
OR 2 TAEK ARMS AGANEST A SAA OF TROUBLES
AND BY OPOSNG AND THAM??!????!! OMG WTF 2 DEI 2 SLEP
NO MOR3 AND BY A SLEP 2 SAY W3 END
THE H3ART-ACHE AND DA THOSAND NATURAL SHOX
TAHT FLESH SI HEIR 2 TIS A CONSUMATION
DEVOUTLEY 2 B WISHD!!1!11 OMG 2 DEI 2 SLEP
2 SLEP PERCHANC3 2 DR3M AY THERES DA RUB
FOR IN TAHT SLEP OF D3ATH WUT DR3MS MAY COME
WHAN WE HAEV SHUFLED OF THES MORTAL COIL
MUST GIEV US PAUES TH3RES DA RESPECT
TAHT MAEKS CALMITY OF SO LONG LIEF
FOR WHO WUD BAR DA WHIPS AND SCORNS OF TIEM
TH3 OPR3SORS WRONG TEH PROUD MANS CONTUMALEY
THA PANGS OF DESPIESD LOVA DA LAWS D3LAY
THA INSOLANC3 OF OFIEC AND TEH SPURNS
TAHT PATEINT M3RIT OF TEH UNWORTHY TAEKS
WHEN HE HIMS3LF MIGHT HIS QUEITUS MAEK
WITH A R BODKIN??!!?!! WTF WHO WUD FARD3LS BAR
2 GRUNT AND SWAAT UNDER A W3ARY LIEF
BUT TAHT DA DRAAD OF SOM3THNG AFTER DEATH
THE UNDISCOV3RD COUNTRY FROM WHOSA BOURN
NO TRAEVLER R3TURNS PUZL3S TEH WIL
AND MAEKS US RATHAR BAR THOSA ILS WE HAEV
THAN FLEY 2 OTHERS TAHT WA KNOW NOT OF
THUS?!!!!??? OMG WTF CONSCEINC3 DOES MAEK COWARDS OF US AL
AND THUS DA NATIEV HUE OF R3SOLUTION
IS SIKLEID OER WIT TEH PAEL CAST OF THOUGHT
AND 3NT3RPRIESS OF GR3AT PITH AND MOMANT
WITH THES R3GARD THERE CURENTS TURN AWRY
AND LOSE TEH NMA OF ACTION!1!!! OMG
I like "OMG WTF CONSCEINC3 DOES MAEK COWARDS OF US AL"
diamondia · Sun Oct 08, 2006 @ 08:42pm · 0 Comments |
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