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Tuesday, October 11, 2005 |

Coming around the back corner with a post, it's Chapstick!

Well, that took long enough, but yes, it is I, the ever-late Chapstick here with a post. And, I have a bit of left over business from last month to take care of. Flash asked, (on Sep 22)

7. What to you want to be when your studies are done?

This is actually a tough one for me to answer, currently, I am a Computer Sciences major, which would make a programmer when I am finished. However, I don't think that programming is really my cup of tea, and I believe that I will be changing my major, so that I can become an I.T. Ninja, dashing through a company making things work. But honestly, I would love to go out and start my own business. I would like to start a cafe/bar/music/instrument shop, that hosted local talent periodically. If I could do anything, that would be it.

And that's it! I would be a combo Bartender/Barista at my own shop.

And now, to fufil my end of the bargain.

Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jelly to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.

If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
There.

Okay, sooo, it has been a day short of a month since my last post, let me see....
Shit, so much has happened that it's hard to keep track of, school is going well, and it has made a noticeable effort to snow twice now, so the weather is just to my liking. I had my first midterm yesterday, and it ate me up. More midterms on the way this week, as well as one yet this week. Haven't really been much into the party scene, most frats have horrible taste in music anyway, except for the musical honors fraternity (duh). They also throw a mean party. I've been meeting people at a rate that far exceeds my ability to think of names for them, although, most of them aren't of enough interest to bother posting about anyway. An, ummm, I have an awesome job where I get to wear a kimono as my uniform.
Merna and I are together still, and I'm feeling much better about that.

Well, more details later. My shift has ended, and I must venture to the dorms in search of food.

Sorry it took so long to come back.