So appareantly I'm into rock-emo. I will get the appropriate haircut.
Shitty day today. More drama with CHIE MURAMATSU. That's CHIE MURAMATSU, proffessor of Japanese at Macalester College, I cannot find her address. Now I have to completely redo an assignment that's going to take an assload of time. In case you are confused, I am not happy about this.
So Ben news. Everyone but him tells me he digs me and the cock. Actually today he told me he did love me but it was in response to me saying "You could never hit me, you love me," because I stole his cookie. We are cute, regardless of wether or not he knows/likes/is willing to admit it.
In other news, why did I get curt with Paul for not knowing what he wants when I don't either? And when did I turn into a 16 year old girl?
Work is especially enjoyable. We've now reached the point of the year where I don't even need to pretend to work. Kari and I are bonding. We are going to be like giggling girls by the end of this month, I predict. Plus we will be juiced. With the sauce. And other euphamisms.
I got an email today from my grandparents saying that they'd give me money if I kept in contact with them and-this part is delicious-with my father. For those of you whom for some reason I haven't told, my father estranged me this summer for not getting milk and emptying the dish washer the same day he told me to. He said this showed an unnacceptable level of disrespect. (For further absurdity, I'm the only one that drinks milk!) I told them that I don't need their money, there is more to the situation with my father than they know, and that I changed my name.
Hopefully that will fix their little red wagon.
Shitty day today. More drama with CHIE MURAMATSU. That's CHIE MURAMATSU, proffessor of Japanese at Macalester College, I cannot find her address. Now I have to completely redo an assignment that's going to take an assload of time. In case you are confused, I am not happy about this.
So Ben news. Everyone but him tells me he digs me and the cock. Actually today he told me he did love me but it was in response to me saying "You could never hit me, you love me," because I stole his cookie. We are cute, regardless of wether or not he knows/likes/is willing to admit it.
In other news, why did I get curt with Paul for not knowing what he wants when I don't either? And when did I turn into a 16 year old girl?
Work is especially enjoyable. We've now reached the point of the year where I don't even need to pretend to work. Kari and I are bonding. We are going to be like giggling girls by the end of this month, I predict. Plus we will be juiced. With the sauce. And other euphamisms.
I got an email today from my grandparents saying that they'd give me money if I kept in contact with them and-this part is delicious-with my father. For those of you whom for some reason I haven't told, my father estranged me this summer for not getting milk and emptying the dish washer the same day he told me to. He said this showed an unnacceptable level of disrespect. (For further absurdity, I'm the only one that drinks milk!) I told them that I don't need their money, there is more to the situation with my father than they know, and that I changed my name.
Hopefully that will fix their little red wagon.
posted by Ændo at 7:44 PM
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Chie Muramatsu is a Ph. D student at the University of Iowa. You can find her contact information by going to uiowa.edu. Good luck.
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