Currently Listening Polichinelle By Prayer Boat see related

I've developed a strange habit this year.  I chew endless amounts of gum while I study.  It all started when I was studying for my first math exam and I was getting ansy from sitting still too long, and so I took to angrily chomping on  some delicious Orbit.  I haven't been then same since.  I bought four packs of gum on Monday night (an average of 17 pieces each).   Big Red is now a memory,  Green Apple has three pieces left, Orbit has five, and Spearmint is being rationed with a  mere 8 pieces left.  I had a brief heart attack when I discovered that Boiler Crossing did not carry Juicy Fruit (I don't know what drug they were smoking when they decided this), however, I sucked it up and soldiered on, studying with the four second best flavors of gum. 

I have one more exam left, on Friday, which is french, which will be my hardest exam to study for and to take.  How the hell am I supposed to learn  3 semesters of french in one day?  I'm not sure, either.  I'm going to go study (or fall asleep) in  a minute, but I'm completely dreading it.  I don't even know where to begin.  I just want finals to be DONE so I can sleep and take a bath and shave my legs in a shower where my butt doesn't hit the cold wet wall.  I'm not coming home until Saturday though!  Geeeeez.  I have no idea when I'm going to Christmas shopping, because I start work on Sunday (at Cheryls again, come see me, I bear free food) and I'm working all that week leading up to Christmas.  I was going to try to go on Saturday, but I don't know how thats going to work out now.  Oh vell, I vill suck eit up and life vill go ovn. Ja?

Currently Reading Pull Yourself Up by Your Bra Straps : And Other Quacker Wisdom By Jeanne Bice see related

Did you know that the first bra was two silk hankerchiefs with some pink ribbon, invented by Mary Phelps Jacob? Its true.  I also found this:

An unhealthy and painful device designed to narrow an adult women's waist to 13, 12, 11 and even 10 or less inches, the corset is attributed to Catherine de Médicis, wife of King Henri II of France. She enforced a ban on thick waists at court attendance's (1550's) and started over 350 years of whalebones, steel rods and midriff torture.

Sounds fun.  Wish i wore one.  Not.

I got a letter over Thanksgiving break from a magazine telling me if i didn't pay, they were sending the creditors after me.  I still haven't sent money. Heh heh.

Currently Listening Bored in the USA By The Frustrators see related

I'm home and I'm not constantly being entertained. 

I'm bored.

I've got 45 minutes until my next human interaction.

Someone save me.

I went to IU this weekend with Zan and Mike for the Purdue/Indiana game.  And by game, I mean parties.  On Saturday, we went to Monroe(?) Lake and walked around on the beach and found GEODES.  Those would be  ROCKS with sparkly things inside them.  They're really really ridiculously good-looking.  I have big plans for the two rocks I brought home, and those plans include cleaning them an displaying them in all their natural glory, but I know that all that will happen is I will find them in ten years in box and go "aww remember when" and then throw them out the window.

I met a guy named Melvin, and he was black and  really drunk and just kept walking around and grinning and saying, "Hi i'm Melvin!!!!!!!!! (grriiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnn!!!!!)."

 I re-read some of my really old xanga entries.  I said a lot of stupid things back in high school.  And talked about the Boxcar Children.  But I think I was funnier, then.  Oh well. Can't have everything.

Currently Watching Dr. Seuss - How the Grinch Stole Christmas/Horton Hears a Who By Boris Karloff, Thurl Ravenscroft see related

It's getting close to Christmas, but i'm not very excited for it.  Maybe its because its only the middle of November, maybe its because i'm older, or maybe its because i"m really tired and have no emotions about anything right now.  Whatever it is, I'm sure I'll feel sad in a couple of days that I no longer get ridiculously pumped up for Christmas.

Now I'm sad.  Childhood is over.

I miss Cheddars.  I hope he misses me.  What if he forgot about me?  What if when I come home next week, he's just an asshole as always and hates me and makes me cry. Jesus.  Excuse me while I go slit my wrists.