Just shoot me? Please? Please? I'M BEGGING FOR IT, C'MONNNN. ONE LITTLE BULLET. I'LL PAY FOR, I SWEAR! WON'T TAKE A MINUTE. IN FACT, LESS THAN A SECOND!

Ahem..well, enough of that.

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It's not bad, y'know. We had a big fight a couple of days ago and then he got upset at some comment a friend said to him at school and he kicked a chair and blew up and..

Oh, God.

Well, enough of that.

In other news, S and I saw Live last weekend. Yes, you remember them, don't you? 90s band? "Lightning Crashes"? "All Over You"? "Lakini's Juice"? (Or Lakini's spleen? Lakini's liver? Lakini's Arbitrary Body Part? Not sure.)

They were pretty frickin' good. Played for about an hour and a half, which I'm not sure was worth the 40 dollar ticket, but there was no opening band and a small drunken crowd to be amused by.

I also had my very last class EVER on Wednesday. Feels kind of weird, but I'm sure it'll pass. Granted, my GPA's gonna drop when the grades come in for this semester, but whatever. I got my little award for being smart already, so what do I care about grades anymore?

And my professor, who I interned with this semester, for some reason did NOT offer me a job like I had hoped. However, my current job is supposedly going to offer me full-time. Crap. Money's great and everything, but sometimes I loathe just 3 days a week at the tv station. Sometimes.

Which reminds me, I gotta leave for work at 1. I better get going.

Oh, and I'm applying for a job in Charleston, SC. One with MUCH better pay and a lot more opportunities. I hopehopehopehopehope to GOD I get it.