The Dreamer of a Thousand Names for Starlight (cloudtrader) wrote,
The Dreamer of a Thousand Names for Starlight
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Ohesotte nani?

Sick on Orange Milanos again. I have gotten my hot little hands on a really bad copy of some Rurouni Kenshin, but hey, I'll take anything. Got an e-mail from my step-half-aunt to confirm that we're going to get tattoos together when she comes out here next month. Am damn tired and really should go to bed, but I'm still reading that wonderful Gundam Wing series. I have a half eaten bag of Berttie Bott's Everyflavor Beans sitting next to my computer, taunting me to eat them, even though I know that just a few of them will make me even more sick. Today was a fucked up day, with me swinging through rapid manic/depressive moods, getting up to twirl around the room and then slumping on the floor shredding the top layer of skin on my arms. Working was boring because spreadsheets are boring and the sad thing is that I'm getting barely any money out of the whole thing, just when I need it the most. Oh, and I've agreed to teaching another class next semester, as well as supervising the training of a new bunch of student teachers, and supervise a training fieldtrip for a select group of high school students. Also, I'm being "encouraged" to submit stuff to be published to get more money for our lab, as well as to apply for a program for minorities based on my (somewhat dubious) Cherokee ancestry. Hmm, what else can I bitch about? Ah, I give up, I have a wonderful life! There are people in this world who would kill for my life. I feel guilty. I'm rambling. I'll stop now.
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