I am just trying to get it down so I don't forget. Which happens a lot. My non-virtual journal entries tend to devolve into lists of things to do that never get done. This place is filling up fast with brainfarts. Here, take this clothespin.
If Google brought you here, I'm sorry. You are unlikely to find what you were searching for. But there's plenty to see if you care to browse around.
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Saturday
asleep by 4am, up by 7am. finished a draft of my thesis. sent it to my advisor. G helped me pack for a spell. I went home and tried to get tortoise shit out of the carpets in the closet for some hours. dropped off to sleep at 7am.
2 comments:
Glamorous, girl.
Yeah, I know. I should have scrubbed in a tiara.
The funny thing is the more intensely I cleaned the worse it looked and smelled. =P
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