Would I try a little tobacco?
Aug. 31st, 2004 06:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whiski_sourI actually participated in my criminology class today. Yeah, I spread my knowledge in the form of four words and a raised hand. I correctly identified Aileen Wournos from a vague description, informed the class that the usual purity cut for street coke was five percent, and was one of only two people that belived marijuana should be legalized (the other person was a 60-something grandma in my class). These people aren't looking at me funny because I'm a fat chick anymore. Now they're looking at me funny because they believe me to be a drug dealing junkie serial killer. And I'm not about to correct them. It's hard to be feared when you're short.
There was some sort of welcome-back-to-school-you-poor-sons-of-bitches cookout going on outside, so that's where the teacher decided we should spend the first 45 minutes or so of class. There was sunshine and free food and drinks and music provided by some African band. I dunno the name of the band, but they were damn good. I had my picture taken a couple of times while I was outside, once by some jock looking guy in my psych class. I can't remember his name.
Actually, out of my two classes, I can probably only recognize five people. I don't even know the name of the guy who sits behind me in criminology who's leg I touched today. But, I'd like to know the name of the guy serving lemonade at the cookout. He was kinda cute. So was the guy I nearly bumped into when I was throwing something away while I was outside. I had no idea there were so many cute guys at my college. Probably all eighteen, but still cute.
My cats have done nothing but pester me all day and the wounded squirrel has returned and taken up residence in our evergreen tree. I've named him Bilbo and he is mine.
I'm tired. I think that makes me old.
There was some sort of welcome-back-to-school-you-poor-sons-of-bitches cookout going on outside, so that's where the teacher decided we should spend the first 45 minutes or so of class. There was sunshine and free food and drinks and music provided by some African band. I dunno the name of the band, but they were damn good. I had my picture taken a couple of times while I was outside, once by some jock looking guy in my psych class. I can't remember his name.
Actually, out of my two classes, I can probably only recognize five people. I don't even know the name of the guy who sits behind me in criminology who's leg I touched today. But, I'd like to know the name of the guy serving lemonade at the cookout. He was kinda cute. So was the guy I nearly bumped into when I was throwing something away while I was outside. I had no idea there were so many cute guys at my college. Probably all eighteen, but still cute.
My cats have done nothing but pester me all day and the wounded squirrel has returned and taken up residence in our evergreen tree. I've named him Bilbo and he is mine.
I'm tired. I think that makes me old.
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Date: 2004-08-31 07:25 pm (UTC)You could have a lot of fun with that.
And....
Probably all eighteen, but still cute.
Hey, if they're 18, they're legal.
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Date: 2004-08-31 09:58 pm (UTC)I mean legally.
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Date: 2004-08-31 10:18 pm (UTC)I am also very proud you knew answers...you are so smart!
Use your knowledge to strike fear in all....
*grins*
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Date: 2004-08-31 10:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-31 10:20 pm (UTC)I fear you.
:D
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Date: 2004-08-31 10:45 pm (UTC)Yes! Fear me! Grrrrr!
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Date: 2004-09-01 06:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-01 11:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-05 12:27 am (UTC)Is he recovering well?
wL,
Missy
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Date: 2004-09-05 05:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-08 11:40 am (UTC)WL,
Missy