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i r skipping class :D

I'm in class right now!

I don't have class tonight!

And I don't have it tomorrow night either (except that I actually have a test-out, which is way more stressful... still, it's a lot shorter!)

ENBB, I love that you are IN CLASS NOW. I see that you are learning a lot!

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I SHOULD BUY THIS SCRUB TOP Y/N

I love how the pink piping screams "military feminity."

das hawt

Yes, I'm learning tons about how to construct bivariate tables, I think. I just wanna go home!

wtf program are you in again?

MA in Women's Health - we've been learind SPSS for the past few weeks but I'm too tired to pay attention right now.

oops - "learning" not learind. I are good typer.

That sounds really hard. Statistics class requirement may be the thing that keeps me from going to graduate school in nursing. (That being said, women's health = major interest of mine. ENBB I am totally aggravated that you don't live closer to me)

sold a shit ton of stuff today. going to bar to get drunk.

that clinton obama debate thread is going to eat us alive ;_;

OH NOES! ;_;

But good that you had a good sales day!

(That being said, women's health = major interest of mine. ENBB I am totally aggravated that you don't live closer to me)

I KNOW - me too! We'd could have great talks.

Statistics at 9:00 p.m. when I got up at 6 and worked a full day is just cruel.

I want to go to bar and get drunk

i shoudl start taking my laptop to class so i can play on the internets. except 3/4 of my classes are not on campus and i don't know if i'd even have internet access.

Not on laptop - we're in the computer lab tonight. Concentration - 0.

ahhhh

I actually got all my shit done early today so I could try and go to the bar with some coworkers before my usual punchout time of 2200 and now I'm waiting on said coworkers to get done with THEIR work

:-(

Tom, I hope you get to go out soon!

ENBB, plz come directly to MN so that we can go out and have drinks and talk about women's health.

tehresa - I wish I could take my laptop, too, but I don't for similar reasons.

And now I must hit the treadmill. ;_;

where is my manila envelope of things to put in portfolio!? it has been on my bookshelf for a year and has suddenly vanished?! :(S:DLGJK

whew thank god, apparently my 'it looks like a disaster but i know where everything is' method failed me because i'd apparently filed it away in an expandable file in a box under the bed.

having an Important Things Folder is crucial

i have "important folder is important" for some things...

I have a an "Important Stuff" folder - in a safe deposit box (including my expired passport, which isn't so important now that it is expired...) and a "Special Stuff" box in my closet (including the shoes I got married in and one of 4lex's preemie sized diapers).

this folder came in handy lately as i lost my wallet and needed things like passport/birth cert for getting stuff replaced. to be fair, it is in an entire file box of lots of important files - i'm not a complete disaster, but things that are used frequently do not really fit into organization atm (i should get a file cabinet).

If you saw the state of most of my life, tehresa, you would think I needed 20 file cabinets.

But yeah, you should get one! I could get one, but I don't know that I would manage to motivate myself to use it. Hmmmm.

final bump before sleeeeeeeep

Good night guys

Woo I did karaoke last night - (almost) sober, too! I sang: Poison, Regulate, Welcome to the Jungle, This Charming Man and.... one other, bugger, what was it... oh! The Love Cats :)

That's supoib. How's your Axel impression?

(btw, I passed out before I could provide details last night but am in the middle of a lengthy composition that is bordering on becoming a novella. It's probably not very interesting but I'm gonna subject y'all to it anyway)

My Axel impression was passable. My Robert Smith wasn't bad. My Nate Dogg was, of course, flawless.

I would expect nothing less. You old Dogg. Unnecessarily detailed account of my yesterday coming up.

Nick, details!!

Since I skived off work yesterday I can't really share with anyone in the office today so I'll dump the story on itr if that's a-okay? I am going to provide lots and lots of inconsequential and unrelated context so feel free to just skim it. Or ignore altogether.

My friend George is at drama school and had his graduation showcase yesterday at a theatre in Piccadilly - an hour comprised of 2 minute dualogues and a whorey re-worded version of 'I get by with a little help from my friends'. Surprisingly entertaining - a few of them hammed it up a bit but being so short all in all it suited my attention deficient demeanour.

Afterwords everyone goes for drinks afterwords. As a rule I find actors pretty insufferable but on an individual basis I'm open to being persuaded otherwise. The ones I met yesterday were largely far less actor-y than I expected and I amused myself by calling them 'faabulous' while another friend and I pretended to be our mate's entourage and swaggered along in his wake. I was definitely E, he was Turtle. Oh, who am I kidding?

After several Guinni on an empty stomach we went for a fairly substantial meal to unempty it and then back to a pub. My round. It's always my round. I happened to forget one of our number so made a return journey to the bar. Patiently I wait my turn. And wait and wait. As so often happens an attractive blonde sidles up and is served within seconds. I make some comment along the lines of "who d'you have to sleep with to get a drink around here" but I'm not really that bothered - when I worked behind a bar I would always serve the pretty girls first .

When she only asks for a jack and coke for herself I tell the barman to add my Guinness to her order. Haggling over how much I'm gonna give her turns to general conversation; she's an actress - SHOCKAH - from California hoping to eventually get into film after her MA and has just filmed some corporate film for a tequila company. This is the point at which I perhaps should have suggested a round of Patron but I don't. I'm pretty sure it would have finished me off anyway.

We end up chatting for about 40 minutes and the conversation - really really easy, thanfully I am drunk enough to not be all OMFG I'M TALKING TO A PRETTY GIRL - is only broken off when she has to grab some friends before they leave but she seems keenish, on resuming. Which we do, briefly, before I responsibly decide to go home and try and take pre-emptive action against the inevitable looming hangover. Anyway, we exchange numbers and agree to hang out some time - although I don't honestly expect this to happen - and I make a dignified-ish exit.

A few hours after I get home I get a phone call from - weird - the same girl. She must have been seriously hammered by this point and she's askign me where I went and vrious other questions that don't make a huge amount of sense. Says she'll call me tomorrow and - get this - ends the call with 'Love you'. WTF?!? She was really really hot and everything but I am truly hoping she called me by mistake. Although if she does have someone to say I love you to there may be no point in pursuing this one anyway.

But like I said, she's WOAH WOAH WOAH cute so maybe in a couple of days I'll send her a text. I am constantly moaning about how rarely I meet any girls at all so when I do meet one and they actually tick a few boxes I might as well give her a chance. I r jaded.

Pretty much managed to fill my morning with this. Now must go and do some work finish reading the Clinton/Obama debate thread.

Hee nice. What is it about American girls/British boys eh.

I cannae help it mon. When i was in DC in February I got together with an old friend which led me to look over my back catalogue and I found there to be waaaaay more American girls (if you count Canada) in it than Brits. That is, in part, accounted for by the year I spent there but it's still bizarre how many of those hook-ups, and liaisons of varying degree, have happened over here.

This thread title is magic, guys.

it is OUTSTANDING.

I want to do karaoke - it's been ages. My standard used to be Hungry Like the Wolf. I sing for shit but I love it so.

that meant to say I "can't" sing for shit. Man, too early not enough coffee etc.

I can't sing for shit either but, as with dancing, I guarantee that enthusiasm is all that's needed keep embarrassment at bay.

Note: Not a guarantee.

Now I think about it one of the last times I did karaoke (aaages ago) was at a really rally rough pub in Paddington and someone pulled a knife.

Confidence is no match for a glistening steel blade.

wow. We did karaoke once an old man's pub near Angel where they had a lockdown and it was full of locals. So sketchy but so much fun.

I still enjoyed the experience but made a mental not to ever ever ever sing Man On The Moon again.

Yes, this should probably be a given but it wasn't at the time. Once a slashing had been averted an old chap came up to me, enthusiastically insisted the song was about him and bought me a pint. MKAY YOU CRAAAZY BUT FANKS.

Wow, Nick and Mark went out and had FUN last night!

Now must go and do some work finish reading the Clinton/Obama debate thread.

^^^ This seems like crazily out of context, but I suppose that the difference between morning and night.

I have a test-out on hanging IV piggybacks tonight and then I'm meeting my cousin afterward to hear about this new guy she met.

Oh, and this afternoon I'm meeting a friend at a local coffee shop when our kids are at school.

WHY IS MY LIFF SO DULL

Why was Tom's birthday thread deleted?

?!

latenight non-hardman non-posturing, thoughtfulness and emotion. coulda just deleted posts and not the whole thing but who am i to say. last time: happy birthday, friend.