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You can now pre-order the LOST Season 1 DVD from Amazon.com! I MUST HAVE THIS!!! Do you know what this means though?!! This means that the episodes are finished and are probably going to turn up on the internet! I can probably see them before September 6! OMG! *dies*

Shortly after we got home today, I noticed a fire down the street from our duplex. I looked outside and a bunch of little kids were out there bringing water out in bowls, that’s right…not buckets, to throw on the flames. It slowly spread from right outside the door of one duplex almost to the door of the one next to it ( not the one in the same building). The kids even tried fanning the flames…
Finally, after a l o n g time the firemen came…complete with their jeans and white t-shirts. One stood there with the hose for a while as the flames spread. Eventually another got the water to spray out.
Todd decided to mosey over there and see what the problem was. They listed the cause as “unknown” so he decided to snitch and tell them that we saw the guy (who’s house it started at) smoking right outside his door when we passed by on our way home (about thirty or so minutes prior to seeing the fire).
Todd said he thinks that the guy was smoking weed because “why wouldn’t he just smoke cigarettes in the house?”
Umm..because cigarettes stink a lot worse and make your house smell and weed doesn’t. And it was not even 3 in the afternoon. Also, I would be way too paranoid to stand outside my front door and light up a doobie. That’s always been more of an indoor activity for me.

My right breast itches like crazy right now, but I am in full view of at least 5 people and cannot do a thing about scratching it. It’s times like these that really make me wish I was a nudist. It seems to me that if we were nudists then no one would really care if I scratched my breast.

My friend Mikey has mad skills when it comes to taking photos. He makes me want to try a little bit harder when it comes to photography, as if I’d ever be this good.

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I set two realistic goals for myself this weekend. 1) See Ring 2. 2) Get my house in order. And,as of 9:42 pm, the running score is: FAIL & FAIL! I feel so discouraged and lazy when my weekend turns out like this. I did, however, download some new songs to add to the mp3 player. Jay-Z’s “I just want to Love U” is so catchy and makes me feel like a hip-hop, ghetto queen. Really, though, I just look like this kid when I’m rockin’ out.

I’m a hustler, baby! I just want you to know.

Alas, we can’t all be great all of the time.

Today is the day of work related injuries. First, I took off my shoes to let my tootsies breathe and ended up jamming a broken staple a centimeter into my toe. Then, just now, I was moving a box and hurt my back again. BOO!

On a lighter note, but much spookier, I want to see this movie this weekend:

I’ve heard mixed reviews and that the plot is seriously lacking, but I am a fool for scary flicks, so imma go anyway. The first one & the Japanese original scared the bejebus out of me.

I’m also planning a geek weekend and want to rent about a thousand movies. That and nurse my punctured toe and broken back.

This Monday Patrick came to campus to give a talk in one of the Medical Spanish classes (Actually, it’s the ONLY Medical Spanish class). Since I don’t buy a parking pass parking was a small issue. So, rather than pay for parking in one of the pay by the hour lots (We are so cheap) Patrick decided to park across the street from where I work in one of the many fraternity house’s parking lots. Alpha Kappa Crappa whatever. The reason we park there is because it’s so close to Gilbert Hall and also, the lot is designed so poorly that there is no feasible way that a towtruck could possibly get into the lot and load up a car. So he parks there and goes to the class and when he gets back there’s a note. Now I’ve NEVER gotten a note on my car, ever. Even after the time they had to move one of their SUVs to let me out of the lot. The note said “We have written down your license plate number and if you park here again we’ll have you towed.” That makes sense, right? But get this, after that bit they wrote “P.S. Conservatives only!” HAH! Conservatives only. It’s pretty obvious that they’re Bushies, what with all of the W stickers on the gas guzzlers, but to actually SAY that? Patrick wrote back to them on the same note “P.S. Fuck you!” and left the note on the ground.

I refuse to remove my John Kerry sticker from my car or Patrick’s until there is a democrat back in office despite nasty looks & notes from conservatives.

HOW FUNNY!

Well, I’m here at work, and you can probably tell that we’ve been bored today by the post below. It’s a really weird day today here at Gilbert Hall. One of my friends and co-workers has been fired, which sucks, but Lindsey and I had brunch together (planned before we knew about anything else) which was fun. Together we ate 6 donuts and I’m not ashamed. Okay, maybe a little.

My stomach is a little upset with me right now and I wish I could go home early and crawl into bed with some pepto. Alas, that will not be happening. This week, although it’s spring break and I’m only working Mon-Wed, will be a busy one. Wednesday night we’re driving to Waycross, Thursday we’re getting our taxes done, and then Friday morning we’re driving to Rome, Georgia. The wedding is on Saturday night, then Sunday we’re coming home. TOO many places to be and I’m already dragging.

Maybe by next Monday I’ll have another job. Hooray! Hopefully I’ll get to stay here where I’m at. The thing that sucks most about this job situation is that my friend that got fired knew that I wanted her job. She was planning on leaving anyway and knew that I was going to apply, especially since I’m about to be laid off. But now I feel extremely guilty about wanting to take the position. It’s not my fault though. As someone reminded me, I didn’t fire her. :/