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As I menitoned in my last post, I roleplayed with Kati an interrogation between a cop and my MC, Reina. In it, Reina goes over the events the day she found Adri's body--Adri had gone to the library to study the night before, and when Reina went to sleep, she still wasn't back yet. When she woke up, Adri's bed was still empty. She was late for class so she took a shortcut through the campus park, and found Adri's body there.

When I went to bed last night, Shubhra wasn't in the room, but that's nothing unusual, because I went to bed really early and she's usually out hanging with people until late. I woke up at 7:00 (wayyyy too early for her to be up), and she wasn't in bed...

I got up and wandered into the bathroom, and thought, "Man, if Shubhra got murdered, I'm gonna be pissed."

ROFL!

Dec. 5th, 2003 02:07 pm
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I just looked up the definition of "pornography" in the Oxford English Dictionary, because I was talking in chat about erotica vs. pornography, and it occurred to me that one of these days, I'm going to have to support my "Erotica is not pornography" claim. According to the OED, pornography originally referred to a description of the life, manners, etc of prostitutes and their patrons.

This means that technically, the book that I read in my anthro class (Travesti: Sex, Gender, and Culture Among Brazilian Transgendered Prostitutes) is pornography.

ROFL! I love it!

"Mom, my anthropology professor assigned us pornography to read!"

*helpless with laughter*
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Happy Birthday to Me! ^_^

How's the saying go? "Eighteen at last! Eighteen at last! Thank God Almight, eighteen at last!"? ;)

Well, something along those lines. :p
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I am roflmaopimp.

(rolling on the floor, laughing my ass of, peeing in my pants, for those of you who don't know ;))

I've got my powerstrip set up next to the side of my desk. My phone charger is currently plugged into it, the phone is connected to the charger, and sitting on the top of the desk, so the cord connecting them hangs down and forms a loop.

I had to go to the bathroom really bad, so I got out of my chair and made a mad dash for the bathroom. My foot caught in the loop of the charger, so my feet stayed and my body kept moving. I ended up imitating Superman as I flew across the room. :p

I'm fine. I'm uninjured, and laughing my ass off at myself.

----

Also--got my grade back on my anthro midterm today. 100%! WOOT! Hot DAMN, I knew I did well, but I wasn't expecting THAT!

Boring?

Oct. 20th, 2003 12:50 pm
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Dylan called me boring at lunch today.

*laughs her ass off*

Titanic

Oct. 20th, 2003 08:24 am
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We watched Titanic last night--well, the girls did, at least. *sniffs* Good movie. Made even better by the running comedic commentary by Whitney. Including this joke that I found rather hilarious:

Q: What do you get when you cross the Atlantic with the Titanic?
A: About half way.
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Conversation between me and Dylan:

[we're at Cha for Tea drinking tea, and Dylan and Erin are playing chess. The song with the lyrics "Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money" is playing, and Alea is singing along with it.]

Dylan (laughs): You know, I find her singing this so ironic because it's so true.
Me: So you think I'm going out with my boyfriend because of the money in his bank account?
Dylan (considers): I don't really consider you to be a girl.
Me (rofl): What am I, androgynous?
[Dylan ponders this for a moment, then nods.]
Dylan: Yep. That's about right.

oh JESUS

Oct. 17th, 2003 07:10 pm
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Oh JESUS. *collapses in a boneless heap on the floor* I just got the shit scared out of me.

I'm sitting in my room reading one of my old WIPs. All of the lights are off, so its pitch black except for the light from the screen. It's hot in here, so I've got the windows open and my fan going, and suddenly I was jarred out of my story by this tap on my left shoulder--where no one should be, because the door's on my right and the window's about four inches away from my shoulder on my left. I jumped about a mile out of my chair. (And I watched Signs earlier today, so I'm already edgy :p) Ishrieked, looked over my shoulder, and it's just the damn blinds blowing from the breeze through the windows. But YEESH. Scared the bloody CRAP out of me.
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I just got out of the shower, and decided to put on the monochromatic-blue sleeveless sundress thing I've got, that Mom got in Hawaii, IIRC. Emily glanced into the room while I was sitting at the comp, and gasped and came running into the room.

"Oh my god, you're all dressed up. Where are you going?"
"Um. Nowhere."
"Oh, how come you're wearing a dress?"
*shrugs*
"Here, stand up, lemme see!"
*stands up, waits as Emily oohs and ahhs over the dress.*
"That's really pretty. Oh wow, I'm gonna go take a shower and put on a dress, too!" *runs off to the bathroom*

Yikes...it's not like I'm wearing a formal gown...it's just a sundress... o_O ...
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It's midnight...and there's a one-man Broadway revival going on in the room next door... *grin*

Only in college, man. Only in college. *grin*
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I made myself some tea last night, and before I had a chance to drink it, I got really tired and realized it was midnight. I decided that since I had classes in the morning, it probably wouldn't be a good idea to dope myself up with caffeine. So instead of tossing out a perfectly good cup of tea, I put it in the fridge.

I went to get the tea out tonight...and found it frozen solid... o_O "You know you need to raise your fridge temperature when..."

Anyway, I trekked down the hall to Karen/Erin/Diana's room to borrow their microwave, tea is hot now, it's all good. But that just gives a whole new meaning to the term "iced tea"...
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Just got back from dinner, although the last 45 minutes or so was just spent hanging out with the group and chatting. These guys are nuts, and I love them. :D But the conversation that completely cracked me up was the one between Karen, Dylan, and I. Our suite has decided its theme is "Hot guys on the door" (it's an all girls suite...I was not involved in the decision... :P). I was telling Karen about discovering the huge movie posters that were put up on the walls recently (Legolas...Tom Cruise... Johnny Depp... *droool*), and that I had just stood there staring at them drooling.

Dylan: You need to get yourself someone "real".
Me: I *have* someone real.
Karen: That's right, she does.
Dylan: You *have* someone? Don't you know that slavery is illegal? It was abolished after the Civil War.
Me: No it wasn't, hon, it's called marriage.
Dylan: You're married to him??
Me: Er...no--
Dylan: Oh, so you've just got him in slavery until you marry him, I gotcha.
Karen: Yeah, she's renting him.
Dylan: No, lease.

*snicker, chuckle, laugh, guffaw*
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Mike and Dylan cracked me up on the way into Pippin this evening. Dylan was talking about getting Animal House for his birthday. Mike said, "Man, Animal House is what college should be like."

"What?"

"Animal House is what college should be like."

"No, a porn set is what college should be like."
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More hilarity from Mike (who I have dubbed Tea Boy ;)). At the suggestion of Nonny, I was making myself some green tea at dinner tonight. Mike walked up to the counter as I was tearing the packets open.

"More tea, huh?"
"Yep. This is green tea."
*Mike picks up the packet and reads it." " 'Zen: Green Tea and Herbal Infusion'. So, does this tea make you Zen when you drink it?"
"No. It helps make my sore throat feel better."
"Oh. Okay."

:p I love this guy. He doesn't crack jokes as often as Dylan, but he's not sporadically an ass, either. And when he does make jokes, he's very funny. :)

(On second thought, I don't want to dub Mike "Tea Boy". I like the title he gained at Battle of the Clusters: "The Red Man". :p)
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I just read a joke online, and died laughing. I've got to share it.


An elderly Florida couple, Sam and Bessie, are vacationing in Las Vegas. Sam always wanted a pair of authentic cowboy boots. Seeing some on sale one day, he buys them, wears them back to the hotel, walking proudly.

He walks into their room and says to his wife, "Notice anything different about me?"

Bessie looks him over, "Nope."

Sam says excitedly, "Come on Bessie, take a good look.
Notice anything different about me?"

Bessie looks again, "Nope."

Frustrated Sam storms off into the bathroom, undresses, and walks back into the room completely naked except for his boots. Again he asks, a little louder this time, "Notice anything DIFFERENT NOW?"

Bessie looks up and says, "Sam, what's different? It's
hanging down today, it was hanging down yesterday, it'll
be hanging down again tomorrow."

Furious, Sam yells, "AND DO YOU KNOW WHY IT IS HANGING DOWN, BESSIE? IT'S HANGING DOWN BECAUSE IT'S LOOKING AT MY NEW BOOTS!!!"

To which Bessie replies, "Shoulda bought a hat, Sam. Shoulda bought a hat."

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