there was a job fair today on trousdale. holy cow. some day i'll have to get a job that is NOT being a camp counselor. hmmm... quite a thought there. did i tell you? I want to work at a bank in dublin, ireland. i saw this bank comercial that was like, "we are so nice we help finance low-income housing!" john was like, "propaganda!" but it worked on me. i want to work at a bank and help finance low-income housing. work with PEOPLE. and their money, apparently.
chick on chick was fun. i sucked at handling, don't want to talk about it.
the "random person" who responded to my "who reads this blog" question- i figured out who it is. it's my mom. take that! i remembered because she does her '...' like '. . .' wtf is up with that... oh well. it's her mark.
the only thing getting me through is the prospect of going home tomorrow and seeing my family and joe. no lie. somebody please inject 10 more hours into tonight, then maybe i'll get sleep.
i think somewhere in these random remarks i had something funny. oh. yes! What did the fish say when he ran into a wall?
dam.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
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i'm not your mom. . .that isn't to say that she doesn't read this, i couldn't possibly know that, but i do know that i am not her. . .at least not usually =-me
ahhhhh! who is it!?!?!
TWENTY QUESTIONS!!
#1: do you go to usc?
da
#2: girl or guy?
guy
i'm as much joe as i am lindy's mom
oooh can i play too?! :-D i love guessing games!
who the hell would have your blog address, lindy??
alex?
wait, here's a question: do i know you?
kate
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