My sister and I are going to move to Ireland in September of 2007, after she graduates college and I have (cross your fingers) tons of money from having worked at McDonalds for over a year. I need to get the study abroad itch out of the way, Keri's in love with Ireland after having lived there last semester and I want to be able to say I lived somewhere awesome for 2 years of my life. Plus if I fall in love and get married and all that shit there, I'll still have a kickass Irish last name. I love my last name and would really have to consider taking my husband's if it was something shitty. I'm glad I'm not getting ahead of myself at all. I'm sure you're doubting us and to that I say: Fuck you. Watch us, bitches. And then come visit. And buy us beer.
My brother started his own blog this past week. He may seem really angry in it for some reason, but I swear he's not. Well he did call me a "stupid bitch" the other day, but I put his ass in line, or something to that effect. Next time you call me that, I will slice you J.P. So anyways, go visit my brother bear. He's telling tales of his exotic life as a Chicagoan in Ohio. The hilarity never ends!
My sister's friend Amy, my fellow Sisters in the Homeland lady, now reads this site. Hi Amy! NOW STOP TELLING PEOPLE ABOUT MY BLOG. Christ, it's already weird enough that my brother reads it. Now I have to deal with Shee-ran-so-far? Am, just don't read July 23, 2005 - I don't want you to see the horrible malicious things I said about you.
I didn't go to my Anthropology class today. That makes a grand total of TWO times that I have gone since the semester started three weeks ago. But I haven't yet missed a Friday class, so I feel that evens everything out. I mean jesus christ, I have 16 fucking classes a week. I think I deserve to miss one or two of them. Or five in this case. The semester is off to a good start. I can almost smell the diploma right now. Or maybe that's the fries cooking at McDonalds. Same thing.
I am obsessed with the song Heyday by Mic Christopher. OBSESSED. I actually missed class Tuesday to come home and listen to it. That could have been avoided if I wasn't the last person in the free world to not own an Ipod. Or maybe not because my ulterior motive was really to take a nap. But I still really want an Ipod.