candy candy candy
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fearlesstempThe subject line is what it is because I am RAVENOUS and part of me knows that there are thousands -- nay, millions! -- of kids out getting candy RIGHT THIS SECOND and I WANT SOME. Am so hungry.
Hunger is especially brutal because I have half a PB&J sandwich right in my reach but cannot eat! For I am at University Library, where all the cool kids hang out on Friday nights. And not just any Friday night, but a Friday night that is a holiday, a Friday night during which there are hundreds -- nay, thousands -- of really cool, fun parties going on. And I am sitting in the library with no party in sight. Post-library I will call my parents in the hope that they and my brother (home for the weekend) will be going out to dinner so that I can meet them somewhere and score a free dinner. Possibly one with garlic mashed potatoes. Mmmm...garlic mashed potatoes. And then I'll watch my tape of Joan of Arcadia when we get home and hey, that sounds like a pretty good night to me.
For Halloween this year I have dressed up as a Directionless Twenty-Something. All I had to do was wear my most confused, angsty expression, which was accomplished by spending thirty seconds every fifteen minutes or so thinking about My Future.
I forgot to take off my identity badge (which just says TEMPORARY EMPLOYEE) until a few minutes ago. Which means I've been wandering around the library from computer to printer, interacting with many people, with the badge on. Feel kind of lame, which is stupid, because seriously, WHO CARES?? Will that part of me that's still thirteen ever grow up and stop obsessing over Looking Stupid? Though that begs the question: Should that part of me grow up, would it take with it my affection for Two of a Kind, NSYNC, and many young adult novels? Do I really want to let all that go just so that I'll, you know, stop obsessing over little things no one cares about and enjoy my life? It's a tough call.
You know what's really cool? JSTOR. Holy crap, how did people do research before JSTOR??? I shudder to think.
Final thought: The OC. Could I love it any more? Details in a later post.
Hunger is especially brutal because I have half a PB&J sandwich right in my reach but cannot eat! For I am at University Library, where all the cool kids hang out on Friday nights. And not just any Friday night, but a Friday night that is a holiday, a Friday night during which there are hundreds -- nay, thousands -- of really cool, fun parties going on. And I am sitting in the library with no party in sight. Post-library I will call my parents in the hope that they and my brother (home for the weekend) will be going out to dinner so that I can meet them somewhere and score a free dinner. Possibly one with garlic mashed potatoes. Mmmm...garlic mashed potatoes. And then I'll watch my tape of Joan of Arcadia when we get home and hey, that sounds like a pretty good night to me.
For Halloween this year I have dressed up as a Directionless Twenty-Something. All I had to do was wear my most confused, angsty expression, which was accomplished by spending thirty seconds every fifteen minutes or so thinking about My Future.
I forgot to take off my identity badge (which just says TEMPORARY EMPLOYEE) until a few minutes ago. Which means I've been wandering around the library from computer to printer, interacting with many people, with the badge on. Feel kind of lame, which is stupid, because seriously, WHO CARES?? Will that part of me that's still thirteen ever grow up and stop obsessing over Looking Stupid? Though that begs the question: Should that part of me grow up, would it take with it my affection for Two of a Kind, NSYNC, and many young adult novels? Do I really want to let all that go just so that I'll, you know, stop obsessing over little things no one cares about and enjoy my life? It's a tough call.
You know what's really cool? JSTOR. Holy crap, how did people do research before JSTOR??? I shudder to think.
Final thought: The OC. Could I love it any more? Details in a later post.
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yay, JSTOR!
Date: 2003-10-31 07:06 pm (UTC)Re: yay, JSTOR!
Date: 2003-10-31 10:41 pm (UTC)