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Oct. 23rd, 2002 05:03 pmYou know, nobody knows for sure whether zombies can sing. I think this should be rectified! There should be extensive funding going towards studies to determine whether zombies can carry a tune. And since it was my idea, I'll conduct the studies. Thus, there should be extensive funding going towards me.
My last class was cancelled today. So I got to walk across College Park parking lot, across street, across campus, into CS building, and then find out that I had done all that walking for nothing. So I called mommy and asked her to get me early and then walked all the way back across campus to wait for her. OW MY ADVENTURESOME FEET
A middle-aged lady said it was "sweet" of me to move aside and let her go in a door before I myself went out. Not really, lady. I just figured since I had a half-hour mommywait ahead of me, I might as well spend some of it in dallying towards my destination.
An exchange in the car:
Radio: "I think I'm just scared..."
Mom: "I think you think too much."
Radio: "...I think too much..."
Me: [to mom] "I think you're right."
Then she almost ran over some poor guy in a crosswalk, because she never actually bothers to, oh, LOOK TO SEE IF THE LITTLE GREEN MAN IS THERE before making right turns. When I informed her, in none-too-calm terms, that she almost hit this poor innocent person, her exact response was "huh." Another of California's famously conscientious drivers. Yep.
EAT LEFTOVER UNWANTED PIZZA
My last class was cancelled today. So I got to walk across College Park parking lot, across street, across campus, into CS building, and then find out that I had done all that walking for nothing. So I called mommy and asked her to get me early and then walked all the way back across campus to wait for her. OW MY ADVENTURESOME FEET
A middle-aged lady said it was "sweet" of me to move aside and let her go in a door before I myself went out. Not really, lady. I just figured since I had a half-hour mommywait ahead of me, I might as well spend some of it in dallying towards my destination.
An exchange in the car:
Radio: "I think I'm just scared..."
Mom: "I think you think too much."
Radio: "...I think too much..."
Me: [to mom] "I think you're right."
Then she almost ran over some poor guy in a crosswalk, because she never actually bothers to, oh, LOOK TO SEE IF THE LITTLE GREEN MAN IS THERE before making right turns. When I informed her, in none-too-calm terms, that she almost hit this poor innocent person, her exact response was "huh." Another of California's famously conscientious drivers. Yep.
EAT LEFTOVER UNWANTED PIZZA
