Just Your Average Diva

The notion of a public diary has always struck me as somewhat diva-esque. The word diva has always struck me as fabulous. What can I say? I'm struck.

Friday, January 13, 2006

If you can't stand the heat

Get out of Lamont. I spent last night there, and thanks to the unseasonably warm weather, the rather seasonably huge crowds, and the open 24hrs/day thing, it felt like being nestled in the armpit of Harvard. It sort of smelled that way, too.

I didn't get much work done, since the heat made me incredibly sleepy. On the plus side, one of my FUPpies left a good luck note and a Red Bull on my carousel while I was conked out. So cute. You know what they say, "the best part of waking up, is Red Bull in Lamont."

In other news, I have been informed that there IS in fact a way to get around the block of temptation blocker. I imagine it will continue to do wonders to stymie my procrastination habits, but I still think that that news killed a little piece of my soul. And at this point, I'm not sure how much more my soul's got left to lose...

1 Comments:

At 4:31 PM, Blogger Chimaobi Amutah said...

You're lucky. Know what my FUPpies give me? Heartache and pain. That's what. All on a dirty, unpolished silver platter :(

 

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