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How to write a 5-paragraph blog entry when you really have nothing to say.
03.10.04 (6:40 pm)   [edit]
Today didn't start out so well. Remember that fit of self-loathing I predicted a couple days ago? Well, it came, right on schedule. Apparently I'm running on a weekly cycle...great.

Things got better, though. I finished my [i]Julius Caesar[/i] paper and am now working on streamlining it for the final draft. I skipped my Anthro lecture (not that that's a unique occurance) and managed to survive an Anthro discussion where we tried to compare a book I've never read with a movie I've never seen. I spent a lot of really nice time with Megan; it really made up for the crappy period of earlier. Some of this quality time, incidentally, was spent at Health Services, because Megan has a head injury. Yeah, yeah, I know, we knew all along, but SERIOUSLY. There's a bruise on her skull because she was attacked by an enormous lamp that feels like it's made of lead. She also has a mild concussion; when she came into UHS, apparently the lady said she had a dazed look about her. This after I spent practically hours staring deeply into her eyes earlier in the afternoon and didn't even notice...

I got my tax refund in the mail today, and all I have to say is there had better be more coming soon. My dad's an accountant, and he said I should be getting about $50 in the mail...imagine my surprise when I opened the envelope from the Department of Treasury and found a check for FIFTEEN, that's right [u]FIFTEEN FUCKING DOLLARS.[/u] Any frequent readers of this blog notice how every time I get something in the mail I think is going to be good, I end up having to use the phrase "imagine my surprise" sarcastically while telling the story later? Wait, let me rephrase that. Any frequent readers of this blog? At all? Anybody?

Anyway, apparently I'm getting mochi ice cream at Japanese Nerd Central tonight with Dan and Megan. So there's something to look forward to, that and this weekend, Apparently I'm spending it with Megan and the kids (the kids, in this case, are Megan's little sister and her friend Mary Kate, not Dan and Roz), but the good news is, I hear the next couple days are going to be door slam free. (wink)

'Til next time, kiddies.
 


posted by: rocketboots522 (reply)
post date: 03.10.04 (6:51 pm)

Huh? What wink?
What are you talking about?



posted by: rocketboots522 (reply)
post date: 03.10.04 (6:51 pm)

Oh wait. I'm sorry. I'm suffering from head trauma.

I CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING!



posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 03.10.04 (8:38 pm)

Hey. I have some news for you. You know that time you mentioned earlier where I angrily stomp in and slam the door? I didn't slam it, intentionally, ever. Sometimes I let it swing shut. So you can go ahead and keep slamming the door on me if you like doing that, but you should think about how much I let you guys away with. The fact that you don't sleep in the room - as often (during the night anyway) may be true, but you're still there enough that I might as well be paying for a triple. I'm quiet, I never complain, and I usually leave you guys alone to do whatever you want. If you haven't noticed that, I'm guessing you're enjoying having somebody to resent. I should think next to Eric I'd be a blessing. I hope you enjoy this weekend, but please don't forget that it's my room, not yours, and it's basically just the fact that I want to be a nice person and that I was hoping to avoid making you guys hate me that keeps me from complaining about it more, or doing something about it. Unfortunately, it would seem that I can't avoid you guys hating me, because obviously you can't stand the fact that I'm even there. I'm afraid I can't do anything about that.



posted by: churchofmadlove (reply)
post date: 03.11.04 (12:36 am)

Given some extenuating circumstances that have just come to my attention, I have been advised not to publish the epic-length wrathful screed that was to be going up on this blog. In its place, allow me to apologize for thinking the roommate in question slammed doors on purpose and for my own short-lived stint in the door-slamming business. Let me also, however, state that my eyebrow was raised more than once at the idea of the unspoken barrier between reading the blog of someone you neither really know or care for, and commenting on it, being crossed. I know some of my recent posts may cause people to suggest that I practice what I preach, but I think this cliche applies here: if you don't like what you read, stay away and don't read it.

In any case, though, I doubt Megan's roommate will be showing up in this blog much more often, either as a special guest star or as an offscreen presence. Just a little closure.

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