the boron narratives

Monday, November 03, 2003

listening to: tori, another girl's paradise

random amusing quotes: "aanyway, dean is sneaking in and stealing kerry's thunder.."
"you make it sound like he's carmen sandiego!"
"yes.. he's stealing kerry's thunder and the eiffel tower!"

"we're just two ugly people getting it on. that was jane eyre."

frustration, defined: so i have my juice, and i can't open it, right? because i can never open my juice. so i decide, for once, i'm not going to ask mary or sarah for help. i'm going to open my own juice. so i struggle, and struggle, off and on, for 15 minutes, sarah and mary cruelly taaaunting me all the while ^_^ so finally, i walk off... get my pliers, come back. i twist the cap open. then julia walks in, sees my juice, and pulls off the cap.

*sigh* but it's okay.. because then i put it back on and took it off again. whew.

also, i've figured out who ben (the head of campus dems) reminds me of: nathaniel. a democratic nathaniel. and he's for kerry. it's scary. (dude, that rhymes.) but yes. he's just... so nathaniel. but, for forces of good. (uh, mostly.) he kind of.. needles me, though. but now that i know to treat him like nathaniel, i think i'll be okay.

hmm. oh, and i burned mary all my tori cds today. mwahahaa. *spreads tori love, kinda like the black plague, except not deadly and gross*

and now, i'm cold and tired, so i think i'll go to bed.

posted by ~renata~ at 11:42 PM
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