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Sep. 6th, 2006 02:30 amIt is two-thirty in the morning.
Brittany's cell phone has been going off every couple of minutes in the most offensive, godawful cell phone ring that she SLEEPS RIGHT THROUGH. And I just went to see if I could put it under something to muffle the sound, but apparently it is RIGHT NEXT TO HER HEAD. And it is SO LOUD it's amazing. How can people sleep through these things?
Also, there's a hitch in the moving thing. There were three temporary triples on my floor, and two girls moved, leaving two spaces. There was an empty room across the hall from us, but apparently that has to stay empty... or something... so now the only rooms available are in the buildings without air conditioning. Fate is cruel.
Today was okay... I hung out with Ollie and her friend Max a lot. In the evening we went to Blockbuster, Walmart and Publix before waiting for hours for Chelsea to come home so we could watch House, which was an okay episode. I expected more, which Ollie told me not to do.
:-(
Brittany's cell phone has been going off every couple of minutes in the most offensive, godawful cell phone ring that she SLEEPS RIGHT THROUGH. And I just went to see if I could put it under something to muffle the sound, but apparently it is RIGHT NEXT TO HER HEAD. And it is SO LOUD it's amazing. How can people sleep through these things?
Also, there's a hitch in the moving thing. There were three temporary triples on my floor, and two girls moved, leaving two spaces. There was an empty room across the hall from us, but apparently that has to stay empty... or something... so now the only rooms available are in the buildings without air conditioning. Fate is cruel.
Today was okay... I hung out with Ollie and her friend Max a lot. In the evening we went to Blockbuster, Walmart and Publix before waiting for hours for Chelsea to come home so we could watch House, which was an okay episode. I expected more, which Ollie told me not to do.
:-(
