As you can tell by the egregious lack of updates, I'm still not back in the swing of things. In fact, I'm feeling so far out of the swing of things, that I'm probably going through some kind of
quarter-life crisis. I'm in the throes of my last semester as a student and I don't want it to end. The prospect of taking the bar and getting a real job is terrifying to me. Bastards. How's about a lighthearted list of awesomeness to lift our mood? Here goes:
1. What does one do if she feels that she's experiencing a quarter-life crisis? Why she gets her hair did, of course.
Browntastic! I'm looking more and more like my evil twin every day...
2. Oh! I got a J-O-B as Royce's research assistant. Although I hear I'm not the only one. If the rumors are true, Bryan, looks like we'll be sharing him for the semester. I say we have t-shirts made. T-shirts with pictures of naked chicks on them, because we want to convey the sense that Royce's RAs are baddest of badasses. Only a badass would wear a titty shirt to school, right?
3. Yeah, it's 10:00 and I'm not in class. So? You wanna fight? Admin Law started at 9:30 this morning, and I woke up on my own at 9:35. That alarm clock isn't all it promised to be. Mainly the "waking me up" part.
4. My apartment is fiiiinally coming together. I went to the Targetz on Monday and bought a whole bunch of decorative boxes to organize my makeup & hair stuff. And yes, one of the boxes looks like it's made from dead animal bones. You don't want to know what I keep inside of my bone box...
5. I also bought this dang ol' dragon because my Feng Shui book told me that dragons bring good energy to your home. Dragon!
6. List within a list! My favorite new shows that I actually set reminders on my cable box to remind me to watch:
- Bad Girls Club (because Ripsi be back!)
- The White Rappers Show (because dem white folks is crazy!)
- Engaged & Underage (again, dem white folks is crazy)
- Dateline: To Catch a Predator (because I'm waiting to see
Jon on there)
7. Okay, so there aren't that many shows rattling around in my head right now. Did you notice that
Jon has started a blog on Blogspot? He's finally freed himself of the mental shackles placed on him by Rupert Murdoch. In fact, Jon is just like a slave. He washed 800 pounds of my laundry last night and instead of thanking him, I whipped him and locked him in the trunk of my car. Slaves went through that, right? Whew! I no longer have to wear paper towels as underwear! I appreciate him.
8.
Best parent of the year award?9.
Dead baby in a suitcase award!... and with that, my wad is blown. Time to put on my face and trudge to Estates & Trusts.
