Ugh. Today was my uber-long day at school. I didn't get much sleep last night (story of my life) and even Red Bull didn't help me in my last class. But, I got through it and am finally home. I am so happy this week is over with. My work load this semester is nuts and it will be nice to be able to sleep in a little tomorrow. I have to get up around 10am because Lisa is coming over to my place around 11am so that we can head to the bridal shop and get her alterations done and her accessories ordered. But sleeping in until 10am is heaven as compared to getting up before dawn.

I was talking with Richard, an old friend over e-mail today and telling him my law school woes. He said that I made him very happy that he never went through with pursuing a career in law. Looks like I scared another one away. And rightly so, law school is not fun work. I really don't even know why I'm there. Oh yeah, I need a marketable skill and want the potential to make an asston of cash someday. I just hope it will be worth it in the long run. Still need a job. Still need an interview. Help?

So, I'm kind of annoyed right now. Back in high school I was really close with one of my teachers. I'll just call him Mr. F for now. He and I got along very well and he was one of my favorite teachers at that school. So, my Mom got his address from the school (they had the right address even though he doesn't work there anymore) and sent him a wedding invite. Now, I know that a lot of out of state people won't be able to make it, but they don't have to be rude about it. Apparantly he wrote "Mr. and Mrs. F will not attend!" on the reply card. Exclamation point and all. How fucking rude is that? I don't know what got up his ass, but he just went way down in my book. If you can't attend a wedding that's understandable, but you don't have to be an asshole. *sigh* Oh well, fuck him.

Tomorrow is THE DAY. The big bad day. Around 10am central time my parents will be officially divorced. That is such a creepy and depressing thought. Parents shouldn't get divorced, it's just not right. It feels so weird. Even though I'm all grown up and live 2000 miles away it just feels . . . wrong. How weird is it that my parents are getting divorced and pretty soon I'll be married? *shudders* Anyway, if you know my Mom drop her an e-mail. She can probably use the support right about now.

Ugh!!! The cat just crapped on the carpet. It wasn't intentional - he went mostly in the box, but it was loose and therefore some got out of the box and then he scooted. I tell you, we need goldfish. Goldfish don't go on the carpet.

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You Are An Ear Piercing

You are traditional and normal - but potentially funky.
Chances are that this is the only piercing mom would let you have...
Or maybe you did it on a dare.
While you may seem tame for now, your ear piercing started your sexual revolution!

What Piercing Are *You*?
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Actually, I don't have any piercings. I got both of my ears pierced as a kid, but I had an allergic reaction to the metal. My ears got all swollen and those earrings went right inside of my ears. I had to have them surgically removed in a hospital emergency room. So, no piercings for me. Just tattoos. At least I'm not allergic to tattoo ink!