February 2012
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I wanted you to know that I'm still learning how...
Time for a vacation! Hooray!
It’s 50 degrees in Chicago today, I had a glorious run and feel great.
The Rock Boat awaits! Get ready New Orleans!
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ugh! liquids!
no, seriously, how have I managed this before? I mean, I know Rach and I have walked to a walgreens or whatnot almost every time, but how can I be assured we’ll be near one?
Here I go, panicking.
If I needed someone to love...
Rubber Soul is a freaking long album. Either that, or I’m developing an impatience I could not have predicted in my younger years. I love the Beatles, but the analyzing is killing me.
I need to pack. I’m procrastinating at that, and at school work. This is really quite prodigious behavior. Too bad it won’t benefit me in the end. No papers write or edit themselves. It’s...
This made me happy →
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I need a roller derby name. Should be doing school work, but who cares about college papers when you can’t figure out what you would want to be called in the event that you make a league at some point.
Wow. This is productive.
once, that boy, he was mine, for such a short...
I had another dream last night where the phrase “penguins mate for life, Liz” came into play. I cannot figure out why this keeps happening, and it’s kind of mocking me.
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things I have done to avoid working on my ethics...
- booked my airport transportation
- printed out a picture of Morgan Freeman
- fed Wilbur
- talked to Wilbur about how tomorrow is veggie day
- checked the weather to see how bundled up I’ll need to be to jog in the morning
- checked Nike.com for my Nike+ stats
- pondered what color to paint my toenails and fingernails
- gotten out my suitcase
- refreshed tumblr about 15 times
-...
and you are part of everything Dear Prudence...
I wish this Ethics paper would write itself, because I’m certainly not doing an awesome job at it.
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all we are we are...
Dreams last night:
I don’t remember everything. But I had a creepy ass dream where I was fighting something (or someone) off and telling them not to touch me. I woke up with a start then and felt hot and kind of smothered. Not really awesome, I’m sure you can guess. Creepy.
I’m not sure what was going on in the other dreams completely, but in one I saw George the dog who was...
Really Rachel, that thing with the clown coming out of the coffin almost made me shit my pants.
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Fuck Yeah Retail Robin: I'm just going to make... →
fuckyeahretailrobin:
Okay, I’m going to explain something to you and I think this might help other people when they feel like they shouldn’t be upset or crying.
There are four steps of emotion.
Physiological changes
Nonverbal responses
Cognitive Interpretation
Verbal response [internal & external]
Those first…
I had a dream last night that I was in an airport waiting to change planes, actually I’d just gotten off the first flight and realized I’d stupidly forgotten my carry on bag. My mother and grandmother were there to “surprise” me. Except I was none too thrilled. Then they were mad at me for not being excited, especially my mother. Then we stopped at a kiosk selling tacky...
oh thank you...
Next week in my Ethics class the discussion is optional, which is made of awesome since I’ll be on a cruise ship where internet must be paid for. Just have to write that paper before the trip and I’ll be fine. I’m going to be fine.
Right?
Right.
