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Tuesday, April 1st, 2008
5:48 pm
I completely forgot to both read "The Canterbury Tales" and write my response for my ACC class tonight.

I already read it last year, so in a rush I just spent the last 40 minutes writing two pages comparing "The Canterbury Tales" to John Hugh's Breakfast Club.

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Monday, January 28th, 2008
5:15 pm
The motherfuckers cancelled my Arabic class! Just now, at 5PM the NIGHT BEFORE it starts.

So now I have to find another class to use my stipend money on. And get an instructor signature to join late. Tomorrow. Or waste it. fjdalfjldsafldsa

Fuck it. I'm doing some hybrid or online shit. I don't care if it doesn't transfer very easily, I'm not feelin' driving down there or taking time off work anymore.

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Thursday, December 20th, 2007
2:26 pm
I got Arabic for next semester worked out. Except that it's Tuesday and Thursday nights from 7 to 9:45-- which has got to be the crappiest time ever, but OK.

Plus some of the grades are in and I got an A in Arabic for this semester. How the hell that happened I'll never know.

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Wednesday, December 19th, 2007
1:47 pm - Positive Affirmations
Everything will be OK, one day.

That's all I got.

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Friday, August 17th, 2007
7:51 pm - Amber in Wonderland

Amber in Wonderland
Originally uploaded by rachel.polepole
Amber in Wonderland; courtesy of East African gigantism on Mt. Kenya. Just FYI, this is somewhere between 12,000 to 14,000 feet. What kind of huge plants do you have on YOUR local 14ers?

P.S. How the hell do I make those boxes with comments on my pictures? Please and thank you.

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Thursday, November 11th, 2004
9:46 pm

There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors
Doors in the rudders of big ships
And there are revolving doors
There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors
There are doors that lock
And doors that don't
There are doors that let you in and out
But never open
And there are trapdoors
That you can't come back from

- Pull/Pulk Revolving Doors; Radiohead.
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