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a_bit_of_wit_2I'm telling you, I'll look like Gene Wilder before long, with the way my hair is going. It's getting quite big and long, probably the longest I've ever had it. Mom wants me to get it cut. I refuse. Now I know how Dan feels. Unlike yesterday, customer stupidity wasn't high like yesterday...maybe it was the fact that Uranus wasn't in retrograde, or the Moon wasn't in a penumbral eclipse or something. Or maybe because I was being followed by a Moonshadow yesterday, who knows? But, you know what? Do you see the care on my face? Well, if you're looking for it, you won't find it, for I just don't. It looks like I may just squeak by with getting into college with adequate funds, but I'm not in the door yet. Keep the faith, everyone. It looks like Brian will prevail, but I'm not certain yet.
With my contest now heading into its last rounds, what with the last of the Summons Quarterfinal due up tomorrow, the top 5 players are jockeying for position--Link182, C&T, Chaos, myself, and Eyes. Oh, this could get interesting.
I find myself alone now, Rob not in yet. These last 3 days, I have felt homesick, feeling myself being beckoned back to New Paltz. I'm half tempted to go back to NP, if only to be in the company of April, Wyatt, Michelle, Nick, Julio, Tom, Jill, Ben, Kate, Tryn, and everyone else there. Just hop on a bus and go. However, I must ride out the last week and a half of Wal-Mart and this house, hoping to navigate my sanity through this. I've made it this far. I do make one request: April already has my strait jacket. Now, Wyatt, I need you to get me some of Edward Roivas' fine drink: Liquid Courage. I may need it, should I decide to investigate the Ruins of Ehn'Gha located beneath my basement...or just survive the next 2 weeks.
Here's the funny part: even though Wal-Mart has known since I've been hired (and I've reminded them about this) that my last day is August 31st, I find that I'm scheduled through September 10th...well...ahem...I'm in college by then. Funny, too--this happened with all the college students at Wal-Mart.
Well, time to update my contest. Nighty night, all. Much love to all...and I miss you.
With my contest now heading into its last rounds, what with the last of the Summons Quarterfinal due up tomorrow, the top 5 players are jockeying for position--Link182, C&T, Chaos, myself, and Eyes. Oh, this could get interesting.
I find myself alone now, Rob not in yet. These last 3 days, I have felt homesick, feeling myself being beckoned back to New Paltz. I'm half tempted to go back to NP, if only to be in the company of April, Wyatt, Michelle, Nick, Julio, Tom, Jill, Ben, Kate, Tryn, and everyone else there. Just hop on a bus and go. However, I must ride out the last week and a half of Wal-Mart and this house, hoping to navigate my sanity through this. I've made it this far. I do make one request: April already has my strait jacket. Now, Wyatt, I need you to get me some of Edward Roivas' fine drink: Liquid Courage. I may need it, should I decide to investigate the Ruins of Ehn'Gha located beneath my basement...or just survive the next 2 weeks.
Here's the funny part: even though Wal-Mart has known since I've been hired (and I've reminded them about this) that my last day is August 31st, I find that I'm scheduled through September 10th...well...ahem...I'm in college by then. Funny, too--this happened with all the college students at Wal-Mart.
Well, time to update my contest. Nighty night, all. Much love to all...and I miss you.
