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Amy turned on Seventh Heaven as background noise while she talked on online forums and I worked on my presentation for terrorism class. After that show, this really retarded rip-off of Sex in the City came on, but the girls are all sisters. Retarded and weird. I can't imagine any more of an awkward conversation about sex than one held with my family. Never. Ever.
And this is still what's on the TV. We're both to lazy to seek alternatives, though neither of us have paid much attention. Why is it on? I'm not sure. Either way, there is NOTHING else on. I hope to train myself to read leisurely when my brain needs to wind down instead of watching television. Some of the horseshit we get via antenna will probably expedite the execution of this desire.
I did just finish my presentation, which is good. That means that tomorrow afternoon, all I'll have to finish on it is some finishing touches. It covers terrorism in Indiana, or more succintly, the lack thereof and reaction to other terrorist activities.
We bought me some pants at Value City last night, and they're awesome. They're like super baggy pants, a la 1996 gangster. They're very comfortable and Amy thinks they look good on me. And they were only like 15 bucks! I want to find some more of these.
I've slacked on exercising the past few days. Today I had a problem because my Fake-Ass NyQuil-induced coma lasted until about 10:30 this morning. And I had to be in-class at Kent by 11! That's a 15-20 minute drive. Needless to say, I was a little late after taking a quick shower. That is one part of my resolutions that I haven't slacked on. I'm taking better care of myself in terms of hygiene.
I also haven't slacked on the outside reading, 100 bands, or savings. I've worked through my papers a little more for publication as well. I hope to use some free time tomorrow to get my thesis in a workable shape so I can send it to Dr. Schwartz and let him read it over. He's going to be a co-author in order to get me street cred to the journals.
I also need to do some reading for my dissertation. I'll never catch up!
I have a special place in my heart for The Gilmore Girls. Not because I like the show nor have I ever watched it. I just saw an ad. It was this show, though, which was the first time that a mom was hotter than the teenage girl. I think I mentioned this before. Meh, who cares?
I'm bored. When you work most of 11 hours of a day and you're finally done, you need stimulation to unwind.
I've got nothing.
Posted by Your Friendly Neighborhood DJ on February 6, 2006 09:40 PM | Permalink
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