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today the glitterbomber is... |
2002-01-08 i will now showcase my superior psychic abilities. i predict that i will spend the next four months doing a lot of bitching about school here. you heard it from me first. i am officially entering the essay zone. not an ordinary essay, mind you, but a 40-plus page paper of publication quality that proves i've learned something. bah humbug. i'm going to create a manual for a weight loss program for people with schizophrenia. (don't laugh.) good old behavior modification, those of us in the know like to call it. i don't have that much interest in it, but i have to do it for my job anyway. as i was counting up all my credits, i noticed, to my horror, that i took an extra class and now have four extra credits. i suppose it's better than not having enough, but dammit! all that pain and suffering (not to mention money) for nothing. i tried to sell my extra credits to amy b, but we figured we'd end up in a dank jail cell in the basement of the public health buliding for trying it. actually, amy's already there because it's her office. perhaps i will have an amusing tale to tell tomorrow. perhaps not. *** quotes of the day: "my brain is such porridge." -shade "i blew snots out of my nose again." -amy e |
