I'll be in class until 10 your time..maybe I'll swing by....feeling better.

a friend told him something and the laughing went on for a good 5 minutes probably, and not the dirty way, sheesh

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this place feels more like home, with one big happy family

There's a dirty way to laugh?

I skipped class to sleep, is that wrong? I don't remember most of the drive from Silver Creek back up to amherst to go to class. The part I do remember was the wind waking me up and it was throwing me off the road.

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No way in hell.

BOO!! come on!! What's it gonna take? It's an art history essay

I was referring to the bom chicka bow wow

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this place feels more like home, with one big happy family

There's a dirty way to laugh?[/quote]

I was referring to the bom chicka bow wow[/quote]

Ahhh....so what was the joke?

Rikki Don't Lose That Number
You don't wanna call nobody else
Send it off in a letter to yourself

yeah for waiting on hold for a half hour

edit: and spilling hot sauce on my crotch

spicin' things up a bit, eh?

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"Sarcasm and cynicism: Just two of the many services I provide."
"Never make someone a priority when you are only an option for them."
"You can't polish a turd."

so sitting here watching bill nye and posting, and i look up and its raining. it was like wholly shit that came out of nowhere. and now it is over. so watch for a storm that hits quite quickly.

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"Tis The Season, Fa la la la la LaFontaine" - Rick Jeanneret

I think one of my professors and I are the same person. Watching him lecture is like watching myself, were I up there. And he's had basically the same life, only he's far older. It's WEIRD.

In other news, I talk in random accents probably 80% of the time that I speak... I noticed last night that whenever I start getting all srs and prsnl with one of the two friends I've let know that side, I talk in the same fake, made-up accent. I stopped talking as soon as I had this realization and just went, "WHAT AM I EVEN DOING RIGHT NOW WHY HAVEN'T YOU POINTED THIS OUT TO ME IT'S STRANGE." But not really, because there are psychological reasons for it, and I know that... it's kinda like how a lot of people talk in a softer, higher voice with people they don't very well or over the phone, except not at all. But, wow. What a weird quirk.

And I have a paper due Thursday that I just found out about today. Good thing I didn't wait till tomorrow to know about it... That would have suuuucked.

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Miles to go before I sleep

‎"Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."
-Khalil Gibran

I just made a meatloaf, and forgot the onions.
Still pretty tasty, though. Although I can only speak for myself. I will have to suspend judgment until the other party who may be partaking in it renders final opinion.

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"Sarcasm and cynicism: Just two of the many services I provide."
"Never make someone a priority when you are only an option for them."
"You can't polish a turd."

Yup, I'm pretty bland!

just hope it doesn't hurt to pee...

There's a shot for that.

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"Sarcasm and cynicism: Just two of the many services I provide."
"Never make someone a priority when you are only an option for them."
"You can't polish a turd."

I think I'll stick with ice. Thankfully I didn't get any on the goods....lol

I dislike when people are unduly optimistic.

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Miles to go before I sleep

‎"Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."
-Khalil Gibran

feelin like pewp...got soaked to the skin going to work.

Been sitting in an air-conditioned office, for several hours...feelin like ultra-pewp. ultra mega-pewp.