Why haven't I blogged? Well. Here's the thing:
1. I have much more time now than I had as a 1L.
2. I have much less time now that I am a 2L.
If those two statements seem contradictory, it's because they are. They're also both true. I have much more time now. I've grown my interests back; I've been baking bread and making bagels. I've been getting to the gym more; I've been seeing my family. Unfortunately, the amount of time required to do these thi

It all comes down to poor time management.
So, a month's worth of blogs, in a few sentences, in simplified English, with accompanying illustrations.
June 29 : I had job interviews. Basic Summary, as an east german lolcat: "Yes. I is qualified law thing. Pleaz to hire me for law. Pleaz? K Thx."
June 30 - July 1 : Donuts are good. They are far away. Maryland is pretty. I drank beer. Many barbeque sauces. Oh! So many! Did not see Lincoln. Another time. Happy Birthday to me.
July 3- July 5 : Went to the beach. Nice beach. Wine. Fireworks, yay! I drank beer. Had burger. my friends were there! Yay! Hi Joe! Later.
July 6-July 12 : Holy Shit! Everything is broken! My car goes click click click. My phone won't beep. And sprint smells suspiciously like vinegar and morning dew to me.
1 comment:
Those doughnuts are like ninja bullets of death. I didn't get the appeal of hot doughnuts, especially on a warm summer day full of junk food and random music.
Then I started picking at the mint one before the barbecue joint.
Now I desperately crave them. CRAVE, I tell you. I went to the double D the other day. Not the same.
I know where to get hot, fresh Krispy Kreme (the double K): not the same.
Damn you and your hot fucking doughnuts. Wench.
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