That's not what the Death card means

I just wrote an entry for this stupid journal, then decided to hit the "close this window because I like erasing all the things I just wrote" button.

Salient points included:

• The financial aid office is still operated by monkeys obsessed with calling other monkeys on the phone to inquire about the status of forms filled out or not filled out, and not, in fact, providing any type of financial aid.
• It's rainy here.
• There are crickets in the student center. Also, a poster sale.
• My reading is either too voracious or my classes are too slow.

I wish my loans would come in. I wish I had cable. I wish I had a pony.

--16:27 PM, EST, Ada, OH, "that's just the way the cookie crumbles"

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