so FUCKING tired of fat jokes.

It's anecdotal that once upon a time, Abraham Lincoln, before he became president, was walking down the street when he happened to encounter a woman who stared in open horror.

"My god!" she exclaimed. "You are the ugliest man I have ever seen!"

Lincoln was at a loss. "I don't know what you expect me to do about that, madam," he said.

"Well!" she said. "You could have stayed home!"

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*The preceeding rant was in response entirely to encounters elsewhere on the net, and is not directed at anyone who has access to reading it.

non wankage entry

So, uh, having vented rage, I thought I owed an actual update. >_>;

The running around in circles in the last entry was because I got notification from JET that my application passed muster and I'm being called in for an interview, the second part of the JET process. I take this as an extremely positive sign, since from what I've heard from the other people who came out of the same Japanese program as m at Pomona, JET very rarely turns down cadidates from Pomona once they've gotten to the interview stage. Or such was my impression. I hope.

Other things have been going on in my life lately, but either I feel too overwhelmed to want to write about them or they are too mind-numbingly mundane to write about. For instance, I've finished the first project I was set for my SRR at a total of about 13 hours time.. which was almost but not quite one third of the total. This within the first two weeks of semester! I'm overworked, but I'm ahead of the game because of it!

Today in the mail arrived the Munchkin card game. This is a thing of great beauty.

Bedtime.

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So, sometimes as I'm drifting to sleep, I see these incredibly vivid hallucinations. Sometimes they are things which could be there, and often things which couldn't be there. For instance, I might see this series of complex, interlocking bookshelves floating over my bed. I'm used to this and usually know better than to pay any attention to it.

Which is all good, except that last night as I was trying to go off to bed, I saw this HUGE FREAKING INSECT on the covers next to my ear. As in... too huge and bizarre to possibly be real, much less have gotten into my apartment. Holy shit.

I tried to smack it away (which didn't work, of course) knocked half the stuff off my bedside table, and spent the rest of the night huddled on the other side of the bed trying to sleep. Thank you, brain.