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So, yesterday I pulled an all-nighter in the print studio because my apartment walls are so thin that I was able to clearly hear my roommate's boyfriend unbuckling his belt. D: And then there was Breathing. D: But I got a lot of work done, and in perfect quiet, so that was good. And then I got three hours sleep and went to Litho class where I found out that part of the work I'd done was done incorrectly, necessitating Emergency Measures and a fair bit of lithography Angst. OH WELL, IT'S FINE, WHATEVER.

I'm falling a little bit behind in school. I'll be able to catch up, I always do, but the next week will be a bit of a crunch. Which means I'm stressing out about the date I supposedly am going on this week. WHEN. WHEN CAN THIS HAPPEN. I am so busy. ;~; But there is a cute boy! \o/ His name is Jesse, he is a painter, and he already has a somewhat-significant other which hopefully lets me off the hook (she also thinks Jesse and I are hilarious together, which is great). IDK, I am hoping for casual funtimes that don't get too srs bsns and distracting, and the whole situation seems to fit the bill. BUT WHEN. I have the next eight hours to write a five page queer theory paper, and then I have until 5 pm tomorrow to write an art criticism paper, and then I have to actually make some progress in litho and intaglio, and then I work all weekend. So far I am not entirely sure when I will eat or sleep.

( blah blah blah hockey stuff blah )

That is all.

&LIZA;

Thin walls aside, my roommate is the best!

"Today at work there was this really cute boy with an adorable Newfie accent and he was exactly your type, and then he started speaking French to his bro friend, and I was like, he is perfect! But then I noticed he was wearing a Bruins t-shirt. I'm very sorry."

Also:

"Emma [her seven-year-old cousin] went skating for the first time last week, and she was upset because she fell down a lot, and I think she was expecting to be a lot better at it right away then she was. So Uncle Rob and I told her about Alex Burrows and how he can't really skate even though he plays in the NHL."

Me: "HAH. YOU HAVE HOCKEY KNOWLEDGE AND YOU USED IT IN THE REAL WORLD!"

Her: "DON'T YOU DARE RUIN MY REPUTATION WITH THIS."