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Sep. 24th, 2004 08:44 pmI feel it's time to once again ask the following: Are there any of you who I am friendly with and who I've not yet added to my Friendster friends? (Excuse the repetativeness... and incoherency.)
Sometimes it seems I know frightfully few people considering how strong the social urge is within me. I'm always pleased to make acquaintances.
Thank goodness it's Friday... and for more reasons than just the sweet reward of a weekend. Trenton will be here in a little more than two weeks. I could just die. But then I'd miss his visit. So scratch that.
Drew and I had fun, although we had some quarreling today that almost ended in fisticuffs. Everytime we're together we're reminded of why we never could have made it as a couple. Why? Because we'd both scratch the other's eyes out. It's true.
I drew some more bots today, big surprise, huh? Shall I share these, too? I'm afraid y'all will get tired of my robotmania. I just can't help it... everytime I touch a pen to paper, I start drawing boxes.
A fellow classmate of mine complimented me on my comments in Women Go to the Movies. I was extremely flattered. He said that whenever I was called upon, he picked up his pen because he knew it was something he'd be wise to write down. ::blushes:: Surely, he jests.
I cannot blend my thoughts today. I am an ineffective transitioner; for shame, for shame.
Okay, last choppy thought... the streak is over. I have missed a class. But only one! In five weeks, one class. If at the end of 14 weeks, I have only missed a total of 3 classes, I'll be terribly pleased with myself.
Queer picnic tomorrow!!! Joy!
Sometimes it seems I know frightfully few people considering how strong the social urge is within me. I'm always pleased to make acquaintances.
Thank goodness it's Friday... and for more reasons than just the sweet reward of a weekend. Trenton will be here in a little more than two weeks. I could just die. But then I'd miss his visit. So scratch that.
Drew and I had fun, although we had some quarreling today that almost ended in fisticuffs. Everytime we're together we're reminded of why we never could have made it as a couple. Why? Because we'd both scratch the other's eyes out. It's true.
I drew some more bots today, big surprise, huh? Shall I share these, too? I'm afraid y'all will get tired of my robotmania. I just can't help it... everytime I touch a pen to paper, I start drawing boxes.
A fellow classmate of mine complimented me on my comments in Women Go to the Movies. I was extremely flattered. He said that whenever I was called upon, he picked up his pen because he knew it was something he'd be wise to write down. ::blushes:: Surely, he jests.
I cannot blend my thoughts today. I am an ineffective transitioner; for shame, for shame.
Okay, last choppy thought... the streak is over. I have missed a class. But only one! In five weeks, one class. If at the end of 14 weeks, I have only missed a total of 3 classes, I'll be terribly pleased with myself.
Queer picnic tomorrow!!! Joy!
