imwithjonas's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Do Your Worst, Damnable Hurricane! Do Your Worst, Damnable Hurricane!Hello, all, and greetings from sunny Alabama! So, I've survived Ivan the Terrible. It really wasn't that terrible. There was some wind, and some rain. Some trees fell. It wasn't that exciting. More importantly, I've now seen the entire third season of ALIAS! Michael Vartan is looking just as sexy as ever. David Anders is looking better every minute. Overall rating: Delicious. School was cancelled for two days due to weather concerns. I guess that was probably wise. It has caused me to be dreadfully lazy, however. I've neglected both my school work and my yearbook responsibilities. For shame, Megan. For shame. On the bright side, I've made my employer aware of my (vaguely) imminent departure. I don't know if that's spelled properly, because I can't spell check on this computer and I'm feeling too lazy to use my email. Anyway, I told Grace I was looking into apartments, because I have enough money saved and I want to beat the Dorm Exodus that follows fall semester. I didn't mention that her personality or horrible scheduling had anything to do with it. I was proud of myself. I also didn't say any of the terrible, terrible things that Xavier told me to say. Good for me! So now I have to find a place to live, and a job to support my habits. Those habits include premium television, loads of books, newspaper crosswords, high speed internet, decently delicious food, and snorting lines of cocaine off of high-priced hookers. Ok, those aren't all my habits. But those are a few. So, I need a job. And a cheap apartment. Cheap! I HAVE to call the place that's advertising apartments as low as $185 a month. Cause damn, that's cheap. I'll probably still check into the duplex on the street full of crazy people, but my dad pointed out that statistically my duplex neighbor will most likely be a crack-addict who steals my stuff. So I'd like to avoid that, please, oh God of Rental Housing. The copy of Resident Evil I bought at Sam's the other day has a ticket for Resident Evil: Apocolypse in it! Woo! Excitement! Also, my car has happy new tires. Well, two happy new tires at least. As Grace would say, "Good! Good! Good!" I really do have so many things I should be doing that aren't this. But I find this preferable. I might go watch bikers and Native Americans mingle tomorrow. It's Trail of Tears time after all. And I have a friend that likes both bikers and Natives. That should be entertaining. Ah! I just remembered! I have something vastly better than this to do! Read! Later. 8:37 p.m. - September 17, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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