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Here's how you play: Once you've been tagged you have to write a note with 15 weird/random facts about you. At the end you choose 15 people to tag. List their names and the reason why you're tagging them.

quinze )

Rise up broletariats, tag yourselves!
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Some motherfucker is tapping their pencil/fingers/slab of cement/stalactited peen on the desk somewhere in this library. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS? WHY?? Everyone is already stressed out and crammed in here in these stupid filmsy desks like... things that are stressed out and crammed in, and now this chowderhead is THOCKTHOCKTHOCKTHOCKing the night away.

THOCK THOCK THOCKTHOCKTHOCK
THOCK
THOCK









THOCKTHOCKTHOCKTHOCKTHOCK

WHY?? Is it... because this person is an inconsiderate asshole? Surely not! Listen Anonymous Tapper, if Anonymous Tapping is the way you deal with stress, that's fine, but know that you have just exponentially increased your chances of being punched in the neck with a brick.
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*Please bring the item# to claim the item Monday to Friday from 9:00AM -
5:00PM.

Your Bruin ID [Item# x] was found at the UCLA College Library on 10/14/2008. It is being held at our Circulation Desk on the second floor of the College Library for you to pick up. It will be kept for 90 days before we send it over to UCPD.

Thank you.

You GODDAMN ASSHOLES, I asked twice if it was there and said where it might be AND YOU GUYS FUCKING FOUND IT THE DAY IT GOT LOST, THE 14TH OMFG, W T F. "IF WE DIDN'T EMAIL YOU, WE DON'T HAVE IT HURR HURR HURR." WHAT THE JESUS IS THAT BULLSHIT!!!! OMG ANYWAY I figured that since it had already been a week and that you guys seemed like disinterested shitheads, it was NEVER going to get found so I just got the fucking card replaced for $22 on Monday, and NOW you email me? NOW?? YOU COULDN'T HAVE EMAILED ME EARLIER?? AND YOU COULDN'T EVEN HAVE WAITED ~ANOTHER~ WEEK TO GET OFF YOUR DUMB ASS AND EMAIL???? No! It's not even 24 hours since I replaced the card, and just THEN you email. ARG. Your establishment is akin to dragging around a wagon full of cocks, kind sirs and madams, and I hope you all get trench foot on your face.

... OMGGGGG I am just so irrationally angry about the timing of this email!!1111 These dickfucking uniball wangatons, goddamn I'm mad. Just fuck them omg. I KNOW THEY DIDN'T REALLY DO ANYTHING WRONG, STFU LET ME PROJECT MY FRUSTRATIONS AT THOSE SHITBUCKET JACKHOLES OMGGGGGGGG SUCK MY DICK IN HELL YOU FUG LITTLE FUCKERS OMMMMMGGGGGG I AM GETTING ANGRIER EVERY SECOND ARGHHHHHH THAT WAS $22 AND UGH I'M SO PISSED OFF, THEY FUCKING FOUND IT THE DAY I LOST IT AND I WENT THERE TWICE AND ASKED AND THEY WERE LIKE "WE DON'T HAVE IT, NOW GTFO" AND OMFGGGGGGG I WANT TO SLAP THEM ALL IN THE FACE WITH A BASEBALL BAT
kerpingtack: sarah with a fine moustache (sarah thinks you look ridiculous)
Ahahh I like the way today's LJ Writer's Block question was written:

Oscar Wilde
, a dandy’s dandy, once said that “we live in an age when unnecessary things are our only necessities.” What unnecessary possession can you not live without?

A dandy's dandy! That is both straight-up and downright delightful. An unnecessary possession I cannot live without is a necessary possession, my dear frond. *obtuse* 

I'm so tired. I'm tired of my dreams too, they're all so weird and long and exhausting or they just make me sad. Do not want, subconscious, please leave me alone.

I think the perfect song for the disco (by disco I mean bden in any capacity) to cover is BEN FOLDS FIVE'S PHILOSOPHY. Hell to the fuck yes. Oh my god, it would be so perfect the universe would have to do something quite full of dread to balance it out, like destroy a fambly of rainbows, or continue to be the way it normally is. The piano! The crazy breakdown near the end! "Go ahead, you can laugh all you want -- but I got my philosophy~" Oh man.

In an effort to stop spamming the holy cats out of you guys (your holy cats are very important to keep) I'm truncating three four five posts into one. Pls be impressed by my use of the word "trunc8."

now we come to drag days
Today at 5:32pm

It is fucking freezing in the library. I hate doing Voyager when it's this cold, my hands get frostbite and fall off into oblivion. Now I'm waiting to do email and then I'll be done wif work and I can clock out and walk the tedious walk back, oh happy day! oh joy of joys! I have a cut on the heel of one foot and a fucked-up toe on the other. :[

Guided By Voices is fucking amazing. Bee Thousand is supposed to be their magnum opus, and justifiably so, but I really really really love Under the Bushes, Under the Stars.

I'm so tireddd. The blood in my eyes are shot! I want to turn the world sideways so I can rappel down campus instead of all that tiresome walking. Goddamn it's cold here.

Tock to me of some things, fronds.



Even now when I see "Biden" for a split second I read it as bdennnnnnnnnnn. Biiiiiiidennnnnnnn.

I'm feeling so jittery right now. I feel like I'm about to jitter out of my skin. !!

I lost my UCLA ID card on Tuesday and I only noticed today. I liked my ID picture. I'm kinda bummed.

Shiina Ringo sings the living fuck out of the Heisai Fuzoku version of Gamble. It's pretty gottamn amazing.

For seriously -- in fact, for all the seriouslies in the world, Guided By Voices is incredible.

OMG DWIGHT HAVING A BABY/BUTTERED WATERMELON. I CAN NEVER UNSEE THAT.


I'm watching the Saturday Night Live special thing? I'm not sure what it is, it just came on after the office and hay whatever. So far it's not that bad! Either SNL is improving suddenly or I'm getting used to it. The Weekend Update is pretty fun. They're all stumbling over words and whatever, you can tell that they're feeling punchy. (Oh my god I just looked "punchy" up and it totally doesn't mean what I thought it meant!! D:) Republicans are always easy targets but even still I like how balls out SNL is for Obama. Am I reading the situation right when I say it feels like there is a palpable white-knuckled desperation emerging now? I kinda felt that way walking around campus with all the signs and tables and things. I saw a girl holding a huge picket sign from far away and I was all ugh it's going to be one of those 'REPENT! THE END IS NIGH' people and it turned out it was telling all the losers who weren't registered to git registered. (How do I know if I'm registered guise?? ;__; I think I fucked up my form. *so incompetent, should not be allowed outside*) What to do if McCain wins omg. There's only 19 days left!

It turns out, the more one realizes that one has really no idea how to make food for oneself, the more primal one becomes while watching the Food Network. I'm watching Ace of Cakes and I'm SO HUNGRY. I want to attack everyone and suck out their brains or whatever part of them is made of knowledge of deliciosity and live there and bake myself into a cake and eat my way out and do that every day of my natural life. Okay I don't really want to attack anyone since I sincerely love everyone, so so hard. That is seriously the best job in the world, along with working at Pixar and probably something else. Maybe. But everything else is true. OMG Ace of Cakes DVD. OMG they're looking at real estate in Los Angeles. OMGGGGG. But I don't get it? Are they thinking about moving? I thought they lurved Baltimore? Why are they thinking about uprooting everything to come live in fucking Los Angeles?? Don't do it Duff, it's not good times.

I just want to tell you that a couple of days ago I went to sleep at about 11 (because I had to get up way early the next morning), empty room, and at about 12:30 I was woken up by... what? What do you think it was? It was roomie, frying up a shitstorm. Who the fuck fries 50 lbs of firecrackers or whatever she was frying at 12:30 at night?? It was so loud. She's dumb as hell, that roomie. Also keeps turning on lights near my head. Ugh.

This Resolve commercial is so blatantly skeevy. Hella breeding discontentment.



I'm still so tired but I'm not sleeping! Mostly because I'm obsessed with organizing my music. I know how to prioritize.

I just made myself LOL imagining the disco covering Friday Bridge's Love and Nostalgia (read: imagining bden singing anything Ms. Friday Bridge has sung). Then I made myself sick with hunger imagining B&S covering it. That is not saying so very much; I want B&S to cover every song in the world because I think EVERYTHING is more interesting when Stuart's singing it. Stuuuuuuuuarrrrrt. *___*
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The Departed is like a smart, good-looking, amazing boyfriend you meet when your life is at a low point. He smells awesome, he's great to talk to, he's everything you never knew you wanted, and the more time you spend with him, the more and more perfect he gets. It's all going great and you're two seconds away from having a fleet of his babies, when one day he sets fire to your house and burns the whole thing down to the *ground*. And when you stand in front of him yelling WHAT THE FUCK, he just says "I gotta be who I gotta be", punches you in the face, and walks away. Also, he has peed in all your shoes.

That's what watching the movie The Departed is like to me.

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