...always puts one in a great mood, regardless of whether or not you're runnin' on empty and have a looming 75 minute OBHR 426 (should be formally titled "Strategic Bullshit"). High praise, and really, really, really, reeeeeeeeeeeeeally mean it. Gin Blossoms and Barenaked Ladies, you earned it.
So I received mid 80's on all of the exams I took last week. That's about what I deserved (above-average testtaking skills + [.3]focused and effective studying - 6 hours of computer games a day - lots of alcohol and uppers = my test grades). College is teaching me to build statistical models of life, impressive huh? That equation has a .92 R-squared; pretty correlative if you ask me.
So the week before last I was burdened with studying for Exam Hell Week, last week I was burdened with the Plague, and this week I'm burdened with every freakin' life chore I would have been burdened with the last two weeks had I not been overly-overburdened to perform said freakin' life chores. Freak. I gotta find an apartment, do some various other odds and ends, and all this inbetween getting fuckin' hammered Wednesday night. That's right! It's my birthday! The big.. 2.. 2...... awesome. I don't have big plans - getting fucked up with people I like the night of, and havin' dinner with the besties Thursday. Should be fucking sweet. Exciting.
Uhhhhhh, played a Vienna open mic the Friday before last, and performed alright (Belated Promise Ring/Angeles/Sunset Soon Forgotten, respectively). Was sloppy at times, but then again I haven't played an open mic in months. In fact, I haven't played guitar regularly for months either. School ruins all my fun.
Happy birthday to my mom yesterday. The big 56. I love her very much. Everyone have a lovely February 23rd. :)
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