Violently agitated and highly implacable, I savor the time in my unproductive hour. My hypothetical fortune, it's like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning.
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Suzy Zustiak lives in Pullman, WA where she is currently majoring in zoology, with a minor ordering pizzas.
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Friday, June 28
I like $10 CDs. I bought The Apex Theory CD today at our local ShopKo. I agreed with the price, and I agree with the musical result. I can safely say that it was technically a win-win situation. And, I can safely say that it was the first actual win-win situation that I have experienced in Pullman...
It was very unlike the time that I almost ate the ants that somehow showed up in my favorite cereal and missed the opportunity to sue Safeway for almost making me eat ants. Or the time I almost broke my ankle at Reaney Park and missed my chance to sue the city of Pullman for not taking care of the potholes at the park. Or the time that I almost died on the Moscow-Pullman highway and missed my chance to sue the road cleaners for endangering the life of the citizens... Why must I always be so unlucky as to narrowly avoid bodily harm?
Slapped up here on 6/28/2002 08:02:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...
It was very unlike the time that I almost ate the ants that somehow showed up in my favorite cereal and missed the opportunity to sue Safeway for almost making me eat ants. Or the time I almost broke my ankle at Reaney Park and missed my chance to sue the city of Pullman for not taking care of the potholes at the park. Or the time that I almost died on the Moscow-Pullman highway and missed my chance to sue the road cleaners for endangering the life of the citizens... Why must I always be so unlucky as to narrowly avoid bodily harm?
Slapped up here on 6/28/2002 08:02:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...
Thursday, June 27
what is wrong with me? i said that i would update frequently, but i am a jackass. however, i have much material for today...
my world civ prof told us that he would occasionally throw up on the over head at the end of class... but, he said further that he would throw up on the overhead at the end of class a QUIZ... i really wish that he meant that he would vomit on the overhead...
speaking of vomit -- i almost do that on my way to class in the morning... aside from it being a 18 min walk totally uphill in 80-90 degree temps, the abundance of squashed squirrels in the road is enough to make you sick.
also, it is my friends 20th birthday [on the 26th of june]. to celebrate, we got drunk and sick. upon taking the dogs out to piss, we witnessed some weirdos playing some weirdo game in the park. the game involved someone sitting in a wheelchair in the middle of the park while the others hid. then, the person in the wheelchair got out of the wheelchair and started looking for the people. we first contemplated ratting out the hiders - basically telling the seeker where the people were. then, we discussed the possibility of stealing the abandoned wheelchair and screaming "Shiiikaaakaaaa!!" as we made our way back to our house with our loot. but, we were too occupied with laughing about the plan to actually carry it out.
Slapped up here on 6/27/2002 12:07:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...
my world civ prof told us that he would occasionally throw up on the over head at the end of class... but, he said further that he would throw up on the overhead at the end of class a QUIZ... i really wish that he meant that he would vomit on the overhead...
speaking of vomit -- i almost do that on my way to class in the morning... aside from it being a 18 min walk totally uphill in 80-90 degree temps, the abundance of squashed squirrels in the road is enough to make you sick.
also, it is my friends 20th birthday [on the 26th of june]. to celebrate, we got drunk and sick. upon taking the dogs out to piss, we witnessed some weirdos playing some weirdo game in the park. the game involved someone sitting in a wheelchair in the middle of the park while the others hid. then, the person in the wheelchair got out of the wheelchair and started looking for the people. we first contemplated ratting out the hiders - basically telling the seeker where the people were. then, we discussed the possibility of stealing the abandoned wheelchair and screaming "Shiiikaaakaaaa!!" as we made our way back to our house with our loot. but, we were too occupied with laughing about the plan to actually carry it out.
Slapped up here on 6/27/2002 12:07:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...
Saturday, June 22
I have four fish. All of them named after chemistry teachers: Jeffery P. Jones, Little Guy -- Brian Weissbart, Finnegan, and Fish Whittaker. I may have a problem. Some may even call it an obsession. I call it an act of celebratory celebration. For there is no more chemistry for Suzy!!!
You gotta be from Coupeville to get the Fish Whittaker joke...
In another act of celebration, the other night we burned all evidence of our semesters of physics.... it was precious...
Slapped up here on 6/22/2002 05:55:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...
You gotta be from Coupeville to get the Fish Whittaker joke...
In another act of celebration, the other night we burned all evidence of our semesters of physics.... it was precious...
Slapped up here on 6/22/2002 05:55:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...