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after the museum... comes... the walking back outside with the scarf on. :(
1. museum visitor looked like sir ian mckellan. hee! (i have decided to bold random words. *alert, innocent look*)
2. took my shoes off while on duty and walked [about 2 ft. but!] without them! ohhhh! the rebellion of it all!
3. my japanese professor, who, unsurprisingly, is japanese, wrote our textbook, so it is full of cute adorable little japanese-person errors. she also wrote an english translation under some pig latin in the linguistics text she lent me--so did she work it out herself and write it in as a reminder, or did she go ask someone? either way. CUTE!
4. keep running into the least cute boy from my greek class in the dining hall. go away, frog boy. he always looks slightly displeased, and i wouldn't be surprised to learn he was a republican. furthermore, he knows the right answer sometimes when i don't, despite having been really long-winded about nothing in our class together last semester. now, if i could only run into startled! boy or julian bashir! boy every day, i could easily overcome this blossoming evil crush (no. go. AWAY.edit: crush is not on the stupid boy--this is a non sequitur.)
[edit: my hair smells like food. this disturbs me. either that or my nose is just smelling food without discrimination, including when hair happened to blow in front of it, but either way, it's disturbing.]
2. took my shoes off while on duty and walked [about 2 ft. but!] without them! ohhhh! the rebellion of it all!
3. my japanese professor, who, unsurprisingly, is japanese, wrote our textbook, so it is full of cute adorable little japanese-person errors. she also wrote an english translation under some pig latin in the linguistics text she lent me--so did she work it out herself and write it in as a reminder, or did she go ask someone? either way. CUTE!
4. keep running into the least cute boy from my greek class in the dining hall. go away, frog boy. he always looks slightly displeased, and i wouldn't be surprised to learn he was a republican. furthermore, he knows the right answer sometimes when i don't, despite having been really long-winded about nothing in our class together last semester. now, if i could only run into startled! boy or julian bashir! boy every day, i could easily overcome this blossoming evil crush (no. go. AWAY.edit: crush is not on the stupid boy--this is a non sequitur.)
[edit: my hair smells like food. this disturbs me. either that or my nose is just smelling food without discrimination, including when hair happened to blow in front of it, but either way, it's disturbing.]
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