2004-10-13 I'll lay me down tonight on sinking ground
So for whatever reason, here at work (at the computer lab), a 3-hole punch and a stapler have gone missing. The stapler which replaced the previous stapler that had nothing wrong with it, we just ran out of staples, and apparently just buying a new stapler and (non-standard sized) staples was easier than buying staples.
Right.
Luke (who my friends are starting to refer to as "The Boy") is supposed to pop in and say hey to me at work tonight, but I get off in about 20 minutes. I think he forgot, and now I can't feed my baby. (it's less than earth-shattering).
I ran into Victor yesterday, he was randomly in town to see some people about his teeth. I haven't seen him for a couple months, so we hung out a bit and then he took a nap in my bed for a few hours, because he hadn't slept in a day or so. I got my homework done.
I went to my first hardcore show on Friday. It was so cute! Karen described hardcore shows to me once as "you know that episode of The Simpsons where Lisa and Bart are fighting, and Bart's like 'Well, I'll just keep swinging my arms like this, and if you get hurt, it's your own fault!' and Lisa says 'Well, I'll just keep kicking the air like this, and if you get hurt, it's your own fault!' Yeah, that's hardcore dancing." And it's true! Plus I just thought it was cool (different, interesting) to be at a show with 14-year-olds. I'm a dork.
I'm also tired.
And kind of bored.
Yay, off in 10 minutes now.
11.49pm
