Wednesday, March 24th, 2004 11:21 pm
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I have this insane urge to have a slumber party. Like, with nailpolish and giggling over magazines and fixing hair and everything. And popcorn. And watching Bridges of Madison County. And porn. Because I'm not twelve.
Usually, anyway.
But I want a slumber party, dammit.
I'm pretty much blaming insomnia and the shocky amount of policy learning that's coming my way. SIX NOTEBOOKS. The handbook is the most terrifying thing I've seen in a long time. Just. Stared at it. In horror.
By the way, this is the motto of the class, regarding federal and state policy regarding benefits, hung on the wall of the training room.
It's policy. It doesn't have to make sense.
On a sidenote, I just realized that Josselin and I have never had a normal conversation. I mean, never. I have *no* idea what that means.
Random moment there.
Usually, anyway.
But I want a slumber party, dammit.
I'm pretty much blaming insomnia and the shocky amount of policy learning that's coming my way. SIX NOTEBOOKS. The handbook is the most terrifying thing I've seen in a long time. Just. Stared at it. In horror.
By the way, this is the motto of the class, regarding federal and state policy regarding benefits, hung on the wall of the training room.
It's policy. It doesn't have to make sense.
On a sidenote, I just realized that Josselin and I have never had a normal conversation. I mean, never. I have *no* idea what that means.
Random moment there.
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From:We must have had one at some point, right? No?
My personal fave is the one where you had absolutely no idea who I was and started talking about Josselin in third person, heeheehee.
Can you imagine the two of us at a slumber party? It would be apocalyptic, if I didn't fall asleep on the floor right away or something.
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From:Or paint your fingernails fuschia or something.
Sleeping during a party! Bah!
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