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I went to Shawn's corporate Christmas party, and now all the guys at his factory want to bang me. Ha! Victory is mine. Too bad the only bang-worthy one has his mouth wired shut.
Then I went to my own work Christmas party and ate a lot while everyone around me wondered how I stay so skinny. There's a secret, people. I eat lots of fatty food and never get off my ass. I actually lose weight doing this. One day, of course, my metabolism will catch up with me. Probably while I'm on a date with a hot guy. I'll just balloon out in a matter of seconds.
FINAL EXAMS are coming up, and I'm totally not worried. I do best under pressure. That's why I probably won't study for any final until the day before. The biggest problem is my Asian-American Lit. paper on alienation and animal symbolism in the works of Laurence Yep, the rough draft of which was due on Tuesday, and which I haven't started. I'll do that a few days before it's due, too. I'll crap out a real gem.
Going home for the weekend to do Christmas shopping. Doing it over a span of a few days is much better than trying to squeeze it all in to one trip to a Milwaukee mall with my sister, like last year. Ugh. Bad idea.
the top of my left foot is swollen and itchy. am I allergic to my socks? what the hell?