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Monday, May. 19, 2003 - updates rock. or something.
7:58 am
blah.

it's now 8 am and i'm still a little fucked up from last night, but i'll go to work anyway. i'm pretty out of it in the mornings usually, so they probably won't notice a difference.

i went to see the matrix the other night with the strangetalk crew. which was nice, to be part of the uber-annoying huge group in the middle for once. i liked that. *yawn*

grades this semester:
Math - A
English - A
Anthropology - A
Music Appreciation - A
C++ Programming - F

3.25 gpa, motherfuckers! I fucking rule!

Also, I'm retaking my C++ class. There goes $300 out of my uber huge paycheck next week. :( oh well. It was my fuck up so I'll pay for it. Got to finish getting ready for work. Another 12 and a half hour day today. whoooooo! at least i'll feel accomplished when the store opens. and get a mad fat huge check. i should have gone in last saturday, but i was naughty and took the day off. oh well.

me = out

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If the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall then I think we'd see the beauty then we'd stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges, like a story told between the fault lines and the soil. ~ Bright Eyes - Bowl of Oranges

...or the story is in the soil, keep your ear to the ground.