Poor people with poorer vocabulary, bitching about the government at 10:30, shoveling snow

The deposit on the new place goes down tomorrow. I have a small feeling this is a giant mistake, but perhaps that’s just because someone told me how unhappy my landlord seemed this morning about us moving out, and now I feel bad. And it’s not just because he’s losing money this way, that he probably feels bad. It’s also probably because he actually likes us and we’ve never been shitty tenants, and he’ll miss my cat who is cool and possibly homosexual. We have… Continue reading

Can I have your couch?

3:30 is decidedly the worst time to be on the bus. Between the fat children intentionally barking like dogs, spouting swearwords in order to irritate the driver, and the sardine can-esque personal space factor, I rarely enjoy a 3:30 trip home. I would even go as far as to say that when I start paying out the ass for a car in a couple of months, I probably will not miss the 3:30 bus all that much. I have too much to talk about this… Continue reading

They cried "The Union forever!"

We did mock collective bargaining today in Comp Admin, and my stars, did my face ever get red! And I would go as far as to say that I took it the least seriously of anyone. By the end of class, everyone was angry and exhausted and hating life. Ladies and gents, this is the glitz and glamour of the program I’m in. Throw us all into the bull pen together and we all come out maimed, hopes destroyed. * * * Some shifty guy… Continue reading

Sometimes, I am serious.

I know it’s hard to believe. But I am not always incredibly pleasant. There are several things you cannot suggest to me tell me to do and expect me to roll with. 1) Declawing my cat.2) … Well, that’s all that comes to mind. I have no sense of humour about that and, yes, despite being exceptionally easygoing about just about any other horrible thing you can think of, I cannot even find something remotely cute or funny about turning the mutilation of my cat’s… Continue reading

You know? School (and pardon my saying so) ‘don’t mean shit’ to me right now. Reading Week did wonders. It allowed me time to sleep, time to do a lot of nothing, and time to finally go to the doctor’s office, twice! Now I’m on a mild steroid and the world is my oyster. Lauren and I have been looking at new apartments. None are as good as the one we live in, but we want to save money (god damn it) and this place… Continue reading

Left to get a baked potato, came back for the drama.

Baked potatoes can be microwaved. I feel like a sap for never really thinking about this until tonight. Got sent home from work with whatever viral infection I have. I figure it was their kind way of saying “You look like shit, go home and get some sleep.” I love my work. Remind me to make a doctor’s appointment tomorrow. Share the post “Left to get a baked potato, came back for the drama.” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading

Reading Week

You have to try a sinus rinse. Shit, do my nasal passages feel clean tonight! I could get used to this. Also good: Bare Escentuals Mineral Veil. Wow! I don’t look like an oil rag! I win. Share the post “Reading Week” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading

Never do anything, ever.

Just don’t.Because in most cases, it’s not worth it. Two semesters of dedication, and no thanks to show for it at an event I helped organize. That is pret-ty cool. Oh hey, I’m back at square one with my cold, coughing up green goo and blood. Neat! Share the post “Never do anything, ever.” FacebookPinterestShare…Email Continue reading

Post 69. You know what that means. One more and I’ll have made 70 posts!

Family Day went off without a hitch. That is to say, as predicted, I did not see my family at all, although I did call them to make sure my sister was still alive after a scary trip to the hospital last night. [She’s ok. Viral flu.] I managed to clean the entire house and avoid studying until this evening. Tomorrow I set out to appreciate potential employers at an event of tradition at my school, and write the last midterm before Reading Week. And… Continue reading

If you look up when they flip the switches, you can see the smoke from all of my burning bridges

Something my friends and I often say in our disdain is “F my life.”Here, Rico Cat captures that sentiment, and to make it all the more realistic, he is surrounded by the very notes and day-planner that cause this such stress. Two midterms tomorrow, work tomorrow night, two midterms Friday, a prospectus due next week, and a midterm next Tuesday, as well as coordinating the Employer Appreciation Event that night. Thank those crazy Liberals for Family Day. I’ll actually get to study. Share the post… Continue reading

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