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being an adult sucks

so I'm getting shit done today... you know.. adult type stuff. I got my registration date for my fall semester, so I diligently checked whether there are any issues with my registration and of course one of my classes says I don't have the pre-reqs because of the way they put my credits in the system. As well, the lab course only has 5 spots available and so of course it's already full. The adult thing I've done: email the department well before I have to register so that the issues can be resolved. I started my student loan application, but this year the bf and I are technically considered to be common-law married ... so I have to get a new form that he has to fill out and submit before I submit my application. They want to make sure that he isn't making enough money to support both our living AND paying for me to go to school. The adult thing I've done: print out the form and get it filled out and mailed by the end of the week so I can submit my applic...

how to fake being productive

If you’re anything like me.. then you’re a lazy bastard. In being a lazy bastard, you don’t like to do stuff.... but when you don’t do stuff.... the stuff.. starts to attack you. the dishes decide to pile up in the sink the poop builds up in the litter boxes the crumbs scatter themselves all over the floor if you have no sense of smell, sight or feeling... then the above probably isn’t a big deal..  however, if you don’t like living like a bum, you might want to do something about your stuff.. but you’re a lazy bastard... therein lies the conundrum. so what do you do? do actual work? FUCK NO! you’re a lazy bastard, remember? so you fake it!  trophy wives have been doing it for years.. and they have the IQ of gnats.. so it can’t be that hard, right? so your dishes are in the sink piling up with food crusted on them and your dishwasher is on the fritz.... what can you do? make “washing dishes” a chore for your kids ...

things you have to explain to men

You ever notice how there are certain inane things that women understand that men just don't "get" ...now one could argue that it is simply cuz women are insane ... and so therefore in order to import order into our lives.. we create all these things that only we understand... which could be true.. but that is besides the point... our mistake however.. is assuming that men will understand them as well.... now some men ..for whatever reason are in tune to these things.. and "get" them... (and no I'm not just talking about the gay men)..  One of these things is our rationalization in regards to food... as women we are always concerned with what we are putting into our bodies.. even if we don't exercise regularly or even generally eat healthy.. we still are always thinking in the back deep recesses of our brains ... how "bad" a certain food is.. or how "good" another food is... for example.. fruit is good.. it's healthy.. the fact th...

fuck those fucking fuckers

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So it’s midterms…  and so I’m a little agitated.. you can’t tell can you? But seriously…. I am wicked stressed. Add to that.. the fact that I typed a whole fucking blog post in blogger and clicked something and it all went *poof*… like a fucking genie.. except less awesome cuz there was no wishing involved. So now I have to remember what the fuck I was writing about. I know I wrote a bunch of shit about things I was pissed off about… and considering I’m now especially pissed off…. It just makes logical sense. Fucking blogger… aren’t you supposed to auotsave  that shit.. didn’t you used to anyway? wtf is up with that shit.. this is the 2 nd time you’ve gone all nazi on me and nuked my shit without even giving me the option first… my blog post just disappears into some nether world… probably a world where kittens and puppies are slayed. So now I’m typing this on MS Word 2010 … so there…. Take THAT blogger. Budgers… ok.. so I know we all learned how...