i need a job
i'm bored, i'm actually considering getting a real job. but, i've also decided that i won't do that until my room is clean... but i did make some huge improvements yesterday so... who knows?
yesterday i got my headboard and all my books organized, got my teevee and dvd and whatnot organized, and cleared out a lot of boxes of crap and have a place to put my computer! so, all i have left is packing away clothes i won't need til winter (they're all out now because i unpacked them before going to colorado), organizing the REST of my books, and hanging everything else up. oh, and organizing all the drawers and shelves on my vanity table. i really should find some sort of seat for it too. i've been using my desk chair, but now i have a desk. so... i'm torn as to what to do.
i was so amused by patrick's comment this morning. ah, drunken gin playing was a highlight of the reunion. especially with amy pounding on things with the brandy bottle, emily "sleeping" in the other room, yet still taking part in the conversations... dan tipping his chair over... aaah, such good times. colorado totally messed with my booze tolerence. like, while i was there and once i got back, i had no idea how many drinks it would take to get me drunk, because it was so random. some nights, two cocktails and i was gone, others i could go all night. when i got back to iowa city, i couldn't drinkk more than three drinks without being sick drunk. stupid colorado! but now, i'm back in iowa city and have gotten back my ability to drink more than anyone my size should... and still seem semi sober. it's really dangerous, people listen to me even though NO one should do what i tell them when i'm in that state.
aw man, i just got a headache. like, a reaaaally bad one, all of a sudden. i think it's because i haven't had a cigarette in quite a while. so, i'm gonna stop blogging and turn out the lights so i don't die. i might break down and have a cigarette later, but i don't know. i will definitely write more later though.
yesterday i got my headboard and all my books organized, got my teevee and dvd and whatnot organized, and cleared out a lot of boxes of crap and have a place to put my computer! so, all i have left is packing away clothes i won't need til winter (they're all out now because i unpacked them before going to colorado), organizing the REST of my books, and hanging everything else up. oh, and organizing all the drawers and shelves on my vanity table. i really should find some sort of seat for it too. i've been using my desk chair, but now i have a desk. so... i'm torn as to what to do.
i was so amused by patrick's comment this morning. ah, drunken gin playing was a highlight of the reunion. especially with amy pounding on things with the brandy bottle, emily "sleeping" in the other room, yet still taking part in the conversations... dan tipping his chair over... aaah, such good times. colorado totally messed with my booze tolerence. like, while i was there and once i got back, i had no idea how many drinks it would take to get me drunk, because it was so random. some nights, two cocktails and i was gone, others i could go all night. when i got back to iowa city, i couldn't drinkk more than three drinks without being sick drunk. stupid colorado! but now, i'm back in iowa city and have gotten back my ability to drink more than anyone my size should... and still seem semi sober. it's really dangerous, people listen to me even though NO one should do what i tell them when i'm in that state.
aw man, i just got a headache. like, a reaaaally bad one, all of a sudden. i think it's because i haven't had a cigarette in quite a while. so, i'm gonna stop blogging and turn out the lights so i don't die. i might break down and have a cigarette later, but i don't know. i will definitely write more later though.
posted by megan at 4:07 PM
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And who could forget Amy and Dan slamming their beer bottles and making them foam over everytime they took a drink. Or the drunken collective trying to add up gin scores.
On another note (because you mentioned you were going to watch Futurama at the end of that entry) I have a confession to make... I cried while watching episodes Luck Of The Fryrish and Jurassic Bark. Does that make me a wuss? Probably, but at least I've now come clean!
Your fan,
Patrick
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