Adam (aodh) wrote,

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"F U Truman State! We've got a pace car! AND FRIENDS!"

I signed the lease yesterday. I'm officially living off-campus next year. I'm finding this--and life in general--ridiculously thrilling: I will be living with people I like (with a bedroom to myself!), I'm majoring in something I'm truly passionate about, I have some fantastic friends, I'm healthy... okay, I'll stop with the gushing and let you get back to your regularly scheduled pity party.

I'm quite glad that Kurt Vonnegut died. Thanks to his timely demise, I received 17 points in the Celebrity Death Pool. Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm a horrible person, but my mother got somewhere around 60 points for Anna Nicole earlier this year, and I had zilch. But yeah, now I'm in the running. If I get lucky and one of my young 'uns die (I'm lookin' at you, Britney Spears and/or Lindsay Lohan), I might actually make some money out of this.

It turns out the 5K is tomorrow instead of a week from tomorrow. My preparations with Caitlin have therefore been for nought. However... we have decided to hold our own 5K. We have Jayne driving the pace car (to pass out water bottles at the .28, 1.56, etc mile points) and we are inviting all of our friends to stand at the finish line to cheer us on. So. You're invited! If you don't come, I will never forgive you. Whore.

I haven't shaved in a week and I'm really looking sketchy. I recently went to Wal-Mart and left with an eggplant, a bulb of garlic, a box of pop-tarts and 12 packs of ramen. My pre-work nap lasted 30 minutes this evening, which is a new personal record. I'm probably going to die.
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