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Name: Wacky Packy
Gender: Female
Interests: Anything little old grannies enjoy
Occupation: Student
Member Since:
9/30/2005
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| another year of residency...what was i thinking?!
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| it's funny how people try to persuade me into doing things (that i don't want to do).
Exhibit A:
friend A wants me to go to a baseball with her. i don't like baseball. so friend B tries to entice me into going with his selling point of cheap beer, stadium hot dogs, and the ability to freely discard peanut shells on the ground without any concern for littering. as mentioned before in previous xanga entries: know your audience when trying to sell something. (a) i don't like beer, nor do i care if the beer is cheap, (b) i must not be a food connoisseur bc, quite honestly, stadium dogs that have been soaking in lukewarm, month-old water all day do not taste any better to me than store-bought hot dogs that have been cooked 10 minutes before devouring, and (c) illegal or not, trash goes into the trash can. end of story.
on a completely unrelated note, i hope that all of you xanga-meisters out there know to keep your cool even when the going gets rough. no one likes dealing with a grumpypants, especially when you're trying your darndest to be nice and cheerful when what you really want to do is give them a taste of their own medicine and smack them in the face. then we'll really see who's the grumpypants now, won't we?
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| i told my mom i was making a site visit to a hospital the other day and she panicked, asking the following three in this exact order:
1. is it for work?
2. are you sick? are you getting a procedure done?
3. ...are you visiting someone?
isn't it funny how well my mom knows me? and how sad it is that that's actually the order of importance of things in my life at this point? #1=work, which often poops me out to the point where i'm chronically sick, so the #2 spot obviously goes to illness. and lastly, significant others come in a distant, distant 3rd. the only reason my mom even thought to ask that was that she saw me talking on the phone earlier in the day. if she hadn't seen that i'm sure the questions would have stopped at #2, after which point she would have been stumped beyond belief. sadness.
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|   Regrettable Trends in Pop Culture: 2008 Edition
SNAFU: Social Networking Addiction Frazzles Us: For many, 2008 was the year that passed in a blue-and-white blur of Facebook status updates, inane friend comparisons and awkward "poking" situations with complete strangers. We spent hours throwing cupcakes at people we barely spoke to in high school. We compared our taste in movies with that of our ex-boyfriends' new girlfriends. We let everyone know we were fans of Starbucks, "Battlestar Galactica" and pants. Worse, where we used to just send e-mail messages, now we send the messages through Facebook. Then Facebook sends our recipients e-mail that our friends then use to then log in to Facebook so they can see what we've written. Then they send their replies to our Facebook accounts, which send us e-mail, which prompts us to log back in. New technology that's three times as cumbersome as the old! Give us more! So yeah, we totally deserve the imminent backlash. | | |
| today was my first day of work getting paid as an actual pharmacist. yeehaw!
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