Well now... (In which ze 'ippo attempts to deal wiz problems)

[evilhippo]

This is officially my 350th entry. It can feel lucky, because I am writing it instead of coming up with a thesis for my hum paper and other such things that really need to be done. Also because before I was writing this, I was fooling around with paint again making yet another pointless icon because I am unfortunately a bit obsessed with certain video game characters if I do say so myself (I want paintshop!). And I will be the first to admit that the whole thing is a bit unhealthy. Quite unhealthy. And I need to stop. Especially if this sort of thing results in me liking anime or some other such evil thing I could take up that would make certain annoying people more annoying (if that is at all possible). There is no possible justification for all the (well I can't say reading) looking-at of doujinshi I've done. Doujinshi is scary... especially the yaoi stuff. Oh dear goodness is it scary. I think if any one event in my life has scarred me, it's the massive amount of anime porn I have stumble across lately. Why Xenogears, why did you decide to be such a good game? I hate you! Don't you see what you've done? Have you no remorse??

I promise myself at 8:00 I will write the e-mail to my drama prof for my project, and tell her that I can be at class for about a half-hour on Friday before I have to leave. I think I'm probably already going to get a late grade on my performance stuff, because even though I had it with me on Wednesday, I didn't turn it in because she said we could just e-mail it to her before Monday. And of course I forgot. Darn me. I should quit worrying about whether my partner's done what she's supposed to, and just do what I'm supposed to. And tomorrow will be a lot of sitting around watching performances again. Gah! I had really better get started on my paper. But I just don't have any motivation right now, since I wrote that Bio paper earlier today. I must get writing, though... as much as I would rather just roll over and go to bed. Gosh darn this place. Gosh darn it to heck. Great... now here is the annoying man himself. Just when I was about to get something done. I might as well sit here and type some more. But he'll come over and sit down next to me. I swear, he's ruining my life. Even my sister wanted to kick him after two days. Neep. Not that it's hard for my sister to decide that she wants to kick someone. I think it took me a bit longer... maybe a week. Now I want to die. Sometimes.

Right... enough complaining for me. I think I'll read the last bit of Nietzsche and then do my freakin' homework.

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[evilhippo.livejournal.com]

You can check how many entries you've made on your userinfo page, actually. Woo. It's in the more info part. Actually, that's also where I watch to make sure that I don't receive more comments than I make. For I am obsessive-compulsive.

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[llamaninja.livejournal.com]

you nut!!!! well, what can i expect, considering where you came from and everything especially with band.... ( ;

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[evilhippo.livejournal.com]

Hmm... I'm not sure, I think a good deal of my present eccentricity comes from going to this humbleness-forsaken pretention-ridden school of mine that I love so dearly sometimes. Like when I'm trying to decide what smell my soul would have to have for Satan not to want it around. It's sort of a tossup between the "burning old" smell that comes from pouring water on our radiator, and Old Spice. Or a constantly-changing feet-smell.

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[llamaninja.livejournal.com]

or rotten fish like in the cafeteria about a week ago....