This is a mostly friends-only journal. I might add you if you want.

2 years ago today.

i'm staying sedated with drugs and alcohol for the next 48 hours.

My thesis adviser is going out of town next tuesday. The tuesday before Renn Fayre. REALLY!?!?! EFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!


Edit:
Also- my first reader is too busy to meet with me/even EMAIL me my comments until next Tuesday, my initial dream deadline, and three days before the actual deadline. I would be done by Sunday if it wasn't for him. For once, it is not my fault that I'm cutting it so close... and for a thesis especially... it is INFURIATING.

well, it's been a year (well, 363 days.) it still hurts. i miss you.

there is a group of Tibetan monks walking past the library. Am I hallucinating already? It's not even dark out yet!

I just wrote a four sentence email to my (future) professor. It had three exclamation points. I almost signed it Love, but it's a bit early for that. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

why yes, i did just use the term "Butthead-esque" in a paper.

you guys, i'm coming out.
i have to say it.

i

LOVE

lady gaga.

taken from myparentswereawesome.tumblr.com . It's great.

dear stinky and loud people in my office,

GET OUT.

love, me