1. I really, really dislike Billy Mays, king of commercial crap. Not only is he annoying, but he's really loud, which makes me feel like I'm being yelled at. I would never buy any of the products he endorses.
2. I wish I were done unpacking. Something tells me it's going to be an exciting weekend! Nothing like boxes and a shredder to make me feel alive.
3. I've got bar stress already. This is from trying to get the application done. It's due on the 1st, which conceivably will be plenty of time, but I'm still freaking out. Also, where I'm going to find $730.75 is beyond me.
4. Still, overall, I'm feeling pretty good. Luckily, a lot of my stress is showing up in my dreams, and that's where the stress should stay. If I can just continue to weird-dream everything out, I'll be good. For example, last night I dreamt that I had marble prosthetic hands and that my prom date was kinda weirded out when he tried to hold my hand. Go figure.
5. I need a job!!!!
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