my girlfriend, who has been supportive in that seventh-grade-sped-instructor way while I for two months have moped my way through four drafts personal statements, has decided to tell me. As in, I will get told.
because she is already destined to break into schools a tier or two above my hopes, she can pull up from a blind stupor and decide to perform all her grad school applicatin' in ten days. while teaching so-so and his SLD (specific learning disability) ragtime band.
it is all pretty adorable, still.
PS I am making all of you christmas cards, so stay at the address I know of until you get 'um. I am definetly going to try to work the lines "seasons greetings" and "My work has been influenced by post-structuralist historical method, especially Foucault’s theory of a political-technology of the body as socializing force." into the same page. Maybe a knock-knock.
knock-knock
who's there?
Season's greetings.
season's greetings who?
My season has been influenced by post-structuralist historical method, especially Foucault’s theory of a political-technology of the body as socializing force.
A recipe for lovely human catfood:
2 parts grapenuts,
1 part fruit jelly,
4 parts plain yoghurt.
Chill for 2 hours then eat. It's like catfood!
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This is funny.
Very very funny.
um, mcmeade, it's definitely. with an I.
foo whaj kinoff hocc?
personal statement:
why do i want to eat catfood?
en the case of thes partecular catfood--because et es deleceous
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