10:57 pm. chicken nuggets, french fries, cherry coke and 2 pages to go on a paper.
ah, yes...it's as if i were in college all over again...
oh, wait. i am.
when will this ever end?
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I'm in finals season and working on papers. Last year of Seminary. When you have been to Law School for two years and then seven years of Seminary, Nietzche's theory of eternal return does seem kind of plausible.
Haha!
But wait - What does it mean if you have a "real job" and still eat frozen pizzas for dinner?? Because I, um, have a friend, you know... yeah, that's it, a friend who eats frozen pizzas. On a salary. With no studying to take up her, I mean, uh, his, evenings. Sad.
no worries about your friend. i, uh, know this couple, who are also my friends...who, this one time, uh, a while back...actually ate frozen nuggets & fries twice in one night....
Writing is simply the act of turning on the faucet of thought and allowing it to spill over the top of your bowl (a.k.a. your head) where it then runs down your face to your fingers which automatically type it on the keys and it divinely shows up on the page/screen. At that point you're ready to print and you should select the print icon for a graphic reproduction which you hand in to the professor for an A!
so THAT'S how it works!!! all this time i've been wasting...
I have a, uh, friend, who sometimes eats crackers for dinner. Uh, she has a real job, too. One that sometimes involves encouraging people to eat more healthily.
I have a friend who told me Snickers bars can also be a good dinner. Or breakfast.
we have so many unhealthy friends! i'm glad we're not like that
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