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Miscellany
Sep. 8th, 2006 10:40 pmSome points, in no particular order of importance:
-I am leaving Indianapolis tomorrow for Boston, and I am looking forward to it, but I'll be incommunicado, I think. I'm not sure when I get home - Monday or Tuesday - but that's when I'll get online again. Have fun over the weekend, everyone.
-Related to the above, I plan to reply to all emails and comments, I promise. It's just not going to be tonight, as I'm shattered and my flight is early in the morning.
-Nupur's Homecoming game was tonight, and, er, oh dear. Urgh. I was horrified. I remain horrified. I'm actually now feeling very nostalgic for Merchants'. Oh, bless the place, where our school sport was apathy and school spirit was usually alcoholic.
-I hate Nupur's boyfriend. I hate him I hate him I hate him. And not because he's my little sister's boyfriend. I hate him because he's a sleazy, self-satisfied, smug little bastard and I consider it a personal achievement that I didn't smash his sleazy, self-satisfied little face in. It doesn't help that the two of them are grossly nauseating whenever they're near each other, and that he uses "gay" as a perjorative, and that his nose is too big.
...yep, I'm so mature.
And that's it. Er, except, I wish I was in Chicago right now. And I have a horrible cold. But in the good news, Boston will be fun, I think, and not a cornfield to be seen.
-I am leaving Indianapolis tomorrow for Boston, and I am looking forward to it, but I'll be incommunicado, I think. I'm not sure when I get home - Monday or Tuesday - but that's when I'll get online again. Have fun over the weekend, everyone.
-Related to the above, I plan to reply to all emails and comments, I promise. It's just not going to be tonight, as I'm shattered and my flight is early in the morning.
-Nupur's Homecoming game was tonight, and, er, oh dear. Urgh. I was horrified. I remain horrified. I'm actually now feeling very nostalgic for Merchants'. Oh, bless the place, where our school sport was apathy and school spirit was usually alcoholic.
-I hate Nupur's boyfriend. I hate him I hate him I hate him. And not because he's my little sister's boyfriend. I hate him because he's a sleazy, self-satisfied, smug little bastard and I consider it a personal achievement that I didn't smash his sleazy, self-satisfied little face in. It doesn't help that the two of them are grossly nauseating whenever they're near each other, and that he uses "gay" as a perjorative, and that his nose is too big.
...yep, I'm so mature.
And that's it. Er, except, I wish I was in Chicago right now. And I have a horrible cold. But in the good news, Boston will be fun, I think, and not a cornfield to be seen.
