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blargh.
i'm not all that prepared for my cataloging quiz, but my professor is so erratic (and bizarrely in love with card catalogs) that i'm not really sure what i should be studying anyway.
today feels very surreal. my alarm woke me from a really long, odd dream that began with me being very late for work, so i thought i was late when i woke up. the dream also involved yelling at my mother for watching Fox News and other conservative media. and then a very, very weird college party.
and there's this guy at work who seems to think i'm completely insane. i'm even making a conscious effort when interacting to be normal, but every time i speak i get the strangest looks. c'est la vie.
i need more red bull (and when you need something, that's a responsibility).

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why do i endure the slow, painful torture of cataloging class every week?
i guess i must really want to be a frickin' librarian.
but mark my words, i will someday Manage people like those in my class who totally deserve to be Arrowed for every picky/inane question asked.
on the plus side, i think the quiz wasn't all -that- bad.

the question of the night is: when i straggle home a little after 9, do i:
1- watch Joe Millionaire or
2- do some kickboxing?
methinks it will be the latter. and if i don't watch Joe M. my boss will totally spend an hour telling me about it tomorrow which = awesome.