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<p><span class="tag">diary</span> <span class="tag">livejournal</span> <span class="tag">fossils</span></p>
<p>Got my dorm stuffs. Braiden Room 170. My roommate is one Francisco G. According to the address they gave me for him, he&rsquo;s already living in Braiden in a different room. I&rsquo;m guessing this means that he&rsquo;s going to summer school, which probably means that he&rsquo;s not a Freshman. Terby, you know him? I believe his room number is 143..</p>
<p>Anyhoo, yes, there&rsquo;s much I have to do in regards to that stuff, but more immediately, I need a job. if I don&rsquo;t get one, I have to work for my dad, which is more awful than it sounds. I&rsquo;ve got a buttload of applications, one interview under my belt, and I&rsquo;ve &lsquo;expressed interest&rsquo; in two bank teller positions. I hope I get something, quick x.x</p>
<p>In other news, my most recent experience with Her was mystifying. Granted it&rsquo;s only my second, it still confused the b&rsquo;jeezus out of me. There was no fright however, like the last time; however, my room didn&rsquo;t try to eat me, which helped immensely. A bit of 2x had me wishing for at least a little more to push me over the edge from scattered thoughts to flowing thoughts, so I added about the same amount of 5x as last time and lay down in my bed. I closed my eyes and visions of an autumnal forest setting of my body swept me up in yellow-gold leaves, the wind pushing me down along the contours of my body turned to stone. A concerned old woman in a flower-print dress and a flower-print apron tried to give me advice, and at first I thought it was Her, but the green divinity isn&rsquo;t quite so trite and godmotherly. The Lady Sage later showed herself in a face of still-green leaves and basically told me that I wasn&rsquo;t ready to talk with her yet, and that, for some temporary-ish answers, I should look in myself, so I did and learned some.</p>
<p>After that, I boiled down some Calea to make a resin, since it&rsquo;s so incredibly bitter, despite the wonderful smell of it&rsquo;s brew, and headed out to walk to Movie Gallery for the first Harry Potter, but ended up getting the second because the it was mis-filed. I was so confused, but I watched it anyway ^^ Mom watched some, until the disk fucked up from being scratched. She went to bed, and I got it working again to finish the movie. After that, I stayed up practicing Ginsberg&rsquo;s America for Facets, which is in a few weeks.</p>
<p>Kory. Gosh, I&rsquo;m obsessing
<em>No shit, sherlock</em>
But.. eh!
<em>As I thought.&lt;/em</p>
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