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It goes SPROING when I poke it.
Jan. 23rd, 2007 10:15 pmMy maquette is taking over my life. Or will shortly. It's due Tuesday after next and it makes me vaguely nervous. Maybe it's the Freddy Kreuger claws it's currently waving at me. Also, it refuses to be entirely glued down so it's sorta... sproingy. I think it's taunting me.
Today has been officially dubbed Day of Bad Smells.
The bus to Norris smelled so strongly of gasoline and exhaust that I started gagging along with everyone else on the bus. I mean, this was bad. I kept waiting to hear reports of a SCAD bus blowing up and taking out half the freshmen or something. Still waiting.
And then I get to Character Design Etc. and we're working with ProPoxy20 which is basically the antichrist of polymers and smells, as Prof. Goto put it, like ASS. Luckily, my nose was so fried from the bus I only caught about two especially strong whiffs and made sure to wave it around Chris a lot. Then for some reason, walking home with him and Todd, everything just seemed scarily potent and noxious. The paper mill was going full blast, and every exhaust fume seemed waaaay more powerful than it should've been. I don't understand. Todd kept commenting on it, so I know it wasn't in my head, kthx. Anyway, I was glad to seek refuge in my room and spend an entirely unproductive afternoon NOT doing my homework.
...I think I talk to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evilhippo more about hers than I think about mine.
Oh, and Steve bought me pink grapefruit sherbet between classes because he had to wrack up $10 in debit charges before Leopold's would take his card. This excited me not only because grapefruit is wonderful but because the color of it matched my shirt perfectly and yes, I am that vain.
You can all see just how momentous events in my life have been lately. Hell, I like it like that.
I guess getting an email notification about a new room mate moving into Leetha's old room bedroom (next to mine. Argh. Goodbye inevitable soundproofing...) on the 25th sort of counts... I sort of like me and Ash and Jen. We're used to each other. Damn newbie.SABOTAGE!
Today has been officially dubbed Day of Bad Smells.
The bus to Norris smelled so strongly of gasoline and exhaust that I started gagging along with everyone else on the bus. I mean, this was bad. I kept waiting to hear reports of a SCAD bus blowing up and taking out half the freshmen or something. Still waiting.
And then I get to Character Design Etc. and we're working with ProPoxy20 which is basically the antichrist of polymers and smells, as Prof. Goto put it, like ASS. Luckily, my nose was so fried from the bus I only caught about two especially strong whiffs and made sure to wave it around Chris a lot. Then for some reason, walking home with him and Todd, everything just seemed scarily potent and noxious. The paper mill was going full blast, and every exhaust fume seemed waaaay more powerful than it should've been. I don't understand. Todd kept commenting on it, so I know it wasn't in my head, kthx. Anyway, I was glad to seek refuge in my room and spend an entirely unproductive afternoon NOT doing my homework.
...I think I talk to
evilhippo more about hers than I think about mine. Oh, and Steve bought me pink grapefruit sherbet between classes because he had to wrack up $10 in debit charges before Leopold's would take his card. This excited me not only because grapefruit is wonderful but because the color of it matched my shirt perfectly and yes, I am that vain.
You can all see just how momentous events in my life have been lately. Hell, I like it like that.
I guess getting an email notification about a new room mate moving into Leetha's old room bedroom (next to mine. Argh. Goodbye inevitable soundproofing...) on the 25th sort of counts... I sort of like me and Ash and Jen. We're used to each other. Damn newbie.
