So here I was, thinking that my journal was somehow more relevant and meaningful with the addition of political essays and whatnot, but it turns out there are some people who miss hearing about my personal life.
So here's something to tide you over while the propaganda machine keeps on chuggin' along.
I have to go to work in an hour and I dislike my job. Finding a new job will be difficult because of transportation issues, but I have to find one to make up for no shifts at my on-campus jobs during school breaks. I have a nice pagan group I'm involved in, and I'm finding that very fulfilling. I love D&D 4e. I miss being in college classes, and sometimes resent people who are still in school (particularly since I still work on campus). I'm considering getting an IUD, and will have to go to PP for my yearly pelvic due to shitty insurance. My sandwich has peanut butter and jelly on it because someone else ate the sliced chicken, and thus were my sandwich plans altered. My foot itches. There, I scratched it. I am wearing a green headband.
This is the woman behind the machine. Remember me?
Hopefully I've achieved some balance now between the political whatnots that've been on my mind, and the personal information some of you come here to see.
So here's something to tide you over while the propaganda machine keeps on chuggin' along.
I have to go to work in an hour and I dislike my job. Finding a new job will be difficult because of transportation issues, but I have to find one to make up for no shifts at my on-campus jobs during school breaks. I have a nice pagan group I'm involved in, and I'm finding that very fulfilling. I love D&D 4e. I miss being in college classes, and sometimes resent people who are still in school (particularly since I still work on campus). I'm considering getting an IUD, and will have to go to PP for my yearly pelvic due to shitty insurance. My sandwich has peanut butter and jelly on it because someone else ate the sliced chicken, and thus were my sandwich plans altered. My foot itches. There, I scratched it. I am wearing a green headband.
This is the woman behind the machine. Remember me?
Hopefully I've achieved some balance now between the political whatnots that've been on my mind, and the personal information some of you come here to see.
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Date: 2008-09-04 08:50 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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