Shyeah, I'm brilliant.

[sweetprince]

[	mood	|	hungry	]
[	music	|	Destroy Everything You Touch-Ladytron	]

So I was thinking I would make a list of the people who you wouldn't have to ask me twice to have sex with, and then I realized, hey, it's already on my sidebar. Whoops. Actually Jude Law isn't on there, or Matthew Goode, or Ewan McGregor. Wow, I have work to do.

The Stat final was today, I'm actually really happy about that, it means I don't have all my finals in one big lump. Ms. Clark's a little nutty about people not talking about the test that this time she actually talked to our teachers about not letting us talk about it.

We did crosswords on Vietnam, discussed the utter ridiculousness of people's names, and got assigned a HUGE packet in Cold War. I no longer have the highest grade. Damn you, Matt. I attempted to open Carolyn's tea today, amid all the crosswords and it exploded all over me. So I smell like peach white tea. It actually made the classroom smell a lot better (the Dungeons and Dragons club meets in the room, and no offense to them but . . .).

I had a really weird dream that Flo and Alicia were getting married but the government said they couldn't, and I agreed to defend their right to get married in court, and people brought in character defaming witnesses, but they just talked about how terrible I was, instead of the defendents. Except for Flo's mother, because she got on the stand and said, "Flo isn't a lesbian, because I want grandchildren" and apparently John (Flo's brother) wasn't going to have kids because he went to Timbuktu to become a Buddhist monk. Then Mr. Struckmeyer came and told me I was ruining Alicia and Flo's lives by defending them. Then I woke up. WTF?

To whom it may concern . . .the sun finally came out again!

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[triaelf9.livejournal.com]

*stares* Buddhist monk... pfffft BWAHAHAHAHAHAH! that's awesome!