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Friday, September 13, 2002
Call me crazy, but I think I might really like my class. So much in fact, that I think I might be able to see myself doing this for a living. For awhile. Of course, we really haven't had that much work to do yet, so I might be changing my tune. Talk to me in 5 weeks. Yeah midterms!!
Work tonight. Not sure with who, but more than likely it won't be "him". Chode.
Congrats to JR and the bun-bun. haha--you said "nugs".
Just in case any of you were wondering, here's this for you.
I know, I know. It's a little early. Unfortunately I am one more Christmas CD away from being in the mood. I'm trying to hold off. But it's...so...hard... I blame these people. I mean they have all the stuff up already. (I've only been there twice, thank you very much). This to may pass, or I may be a raving Christmas nut for the next three and a half months. Win-win I say.
Why do I seem to run into the people that have problems with their urine? The other day after my night class I went into the bathroom to go myself, and there was a 45-ish year old man standing in front of the urinals with his pants and underwear around his ankles like 4 year olds do. He apparently didn't see any problem with it. Me? I bolted into the far stall to go. Then the guy starts talking to me about allergies and hay fever. I answered in monosyllabic noises and hid out in the stall until pee-boy left. It scarred me. Deeply.
Craig @ 11:58 AM
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