Monday, December 29, 2003
Annie Rowland (one of my coworkers in the rainforest) mentioned her abhorrent hatred of Ricky Hasoon this afternoon, which reminded me that he exists... bleh... He is a Baylor Bear. I saw Jaclyn's mother at Kroger. She hugged me. Jaclyn's mother is a cute little woman. At The Evil Mall this past week I've run across Rebekah Lilly and Alison Stine (who both work at Banana Republic), Anne Adams, and Jared-something (who I consider more an acquaintance). I promised Rebekah we would get together and do something, but I can think of nothing particularly special to do. Argh.at 6:47 PM
The Mongoloid never puts his Playstation games away correctly; he leaves them in the console or tosses them on the floor rather than properly placing them back in their plastic holders. I came home to finish Final Fantasy VIII (I've ignored The Family this entire time- either through work, April's family, or the Playstation), only to be thwarted by a crack an eighth of the way through Disc Three. At seven-thirty this evening the game froze on one scene (it continued to run the music, which further infuriated me). At seven-thirty-three I dialed April in a panic to request the use of her game, but she informed me hers is for personal computers only. If anyone has the Playstation version of Final Fantasy VIII, LET ME BORROW IT please.
I am wearing a white shirt. I am a tubby ghoul. Boogedy-boogedy boo!
Annie commented that my hair looked unusually shiny today. I think I impressed her when I replied that I washed it this morning. Other items of personal hygiene I have not yet completed:My legs -I shaved them the day before my last final, but I have not cut the lawn since then.
My eyebrows -I forgot to pack my pluckers. Fortunately, The Father has a pair (he does not use them; they were probably my mom's).
My toenails -Dragon claws are worse, but they could still use a clipping.
