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the bad news: because the juniors are back, I have to park my car in the restricted lot, which is basically at Western.
the good news: all I have to do is call security and they will pick me up and take me there, and when I come back I park there, call security, and they will pick me up. this isn't just me being a lazy ass, it's required. oh darn!

I put in an application at the coffeeshop. I'd have to start this semester. I doubt they'll hire me because none of my job experience is in food service or retail (although my application contained a nice description of how dealing with pageant and dance moms prepares one for customer service, hahaha), but still, I AM FUCKING INSANE WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. Because you know, ASMing and two art-y classes isn't enough fucking work.

My father is never getting his camera back. Never never. *covets* It's so much better in low-light and it has actual depth of field and and and MINE.

edit:// dude. I JUST noticed that I get 34 icons, for some reason. alrighty then! *uploadupload*
(the funny part is that it's 34 instead of the 30 it should apparently be... because 34 is my favorite number. don't ask why, it's unbearably geeky.)