again with the pictures saying 1000 words…
this one and the great line “I immediately regret this decision!”

Story of my life, kids.
November 28, 2007
again with the pictures saying 1000 words…
this one and the great line “I immediately regret this decision!”

Story of my life, kids.
November 15, 2007
Classmate: Blackwater got caught with their hands in the cookie jar…
me: Blackwater got caught with their hands in the civilian dead body jar!!!
Classmate: well you could look at it that way….
Prof: You gotta love the names they give them. The 3rd Dam Security Battalion. Say that out loud!
Prof: If I kill one guy in Albania, how many of his cousins am I going to have to deal with?? It’s crazy- it’s like West Virginia gone absolutely berserk!
Prof: It was the “guns for money” program we had. You know, the drunken guy with grenades.
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I couldn’t resist. This guy is too great, I love this class. Add to this the timeless “Getting shot sucks” that was on the powerpoint slide earlier in the semester and you’ve got a great class.
November 6, 2007
Oh lord. They say a picture is worth a thousand words - well here’s one that sums up my morning pretty stunningly:

This involved spazzing out over accidentally sending an incomplete application to my top-choice law school, spending all morning on the phone trying fix this mistake (both with the law school’s admissions office and the LSDAS), sendinf roughly 57 faxes to New Zealand before I figured out how to work the fax machine to send the letter of recommendation form to one of my recommenders, and sending 8 spastic emails to my college mentor who finally responded with a very curt note telling me to calm the fuck down, get my shit together, and call him.
Now, of course, I’m feeling too strung out to sleep. See photo above.
November 3, 2007
So my two guy friends and I had this great idea about halloween costumes - we were going to go as a trio of Apocalypse Now characters; Joe would be the CIA guy in the Hawaiian shirt and camo pants, Mischa would be Kurtz, and I would be, of course, a Saigon prostitute (hey American GI man! me love you looong time!!!).
Of course Mischa and I didn’t end up doing it, partly because I was sick and partly because no one really threw a halloween party… but Joe was awesome enough to do it anyway and it suits him so well I have to post the picture:
