7:55PM - Thursday December 4, 2003
Lotsa Crap, All Good
Well, the wonderful Nezumi is over once again helping me keep my life in some semblance of order. Also, she's cooking chicken cacciatore, which smells absolutely divine--I'm salivating as I write this. We cleaned all the clothes off my bedroom floor which is no mean feat. I mentioned to CSB that I was thinking of cleaning my room and he told me not to bother, but to rather think of it as an ongoing bed expansion project. Hee! Oh well, if we roll off the bed this weekend we will hit floor. She's also changing my sheets, and later I'm getting my hair washed! Yay! Clean hair!

Really, it's the small things that make me happy.

I had my last exam of the term today, goddamn 20th Century Art--so full of jargon and political movements and art for art's sake and bleah! So glad it's over. My weekend is free and clear, only one more sleep until I see the CSB! Woo! I am so childish right now, it's ridiculous. Also, I keep wanting to use the word 'retarded' but feel I can't for PC reasons. Weird, eh?

My friend Coyote has started her very own journal, which already totally fucking rawks! Go read her, she is very funny, and there is already an entry all about her ass, which I am sure many of you will appreciate. Be warned, Coyote likes the colour orange even more than I do.

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