tara has recently brought it to my attention...

...that I am the layover between straightland and gaytown.

fuck my life.

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sorry, faithful followers!

So I know it seems like we've been lame and neglected to update this blog for an entire week. But don't worry -- the reason that we've been taking so long is because we're planning an AMAZING COMMEMORATIVE POST to mark the 100th post of To Be Determined!!!! So get excited. It's coming soon.

In other news, Tracy and I are the worst college students ever. I don't know whether it's spring fever (something in the cherry blossoms, maybe???) or a sophomore slump, but we are less motivated than ever before. And considering we didn't have much motivation to begin with, that's really saying something. Today, we each had to finish short papers that we both seriously considered blowing off. Then we both procrastinated for many hours, reading our Mormon friends' blog (who now live in the Eastern Market area, btw!!! the future stalking possibilities are ENDLESS). And then we eventually sucked it up and finished our work, with some seriously sub-par end results.

The good news: Tracy's paper is for a class that she's taking pass-fail.
The bad news: Mine isn't.

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the best part of waking up, is britney in asl

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Villanofun!

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things said during an episode of bravo's "millionaire matchmaker"

"I hope you like toys. It's called the whipper-tickler..."

"Tongues do NOT belong on eyeballs!"

"Aw, a stripper pole...that makes me miss Pi Kapp."

i feel like a cliche.

I didn't realize I was wearing green today until my Spanish professor pointed out how festive my outfit looked.

go drink some beer, kids.

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reasons why i am starting to resent my job

So remember my awesome job in the library that lets me do whatever I want when I'm not answering the door?

NO MORE. Gone are the days where I can hide in my cubicle, checking my email and reading random people's blogs and eating granola bars and doing my homework. My boss keeps training me to do new things, giving me more responsibility, and assigning me "fun" little side projects. I don't know what she's thinking. It's like I'm an actual employee.

I wanted to get through two Newsweeks this morning, and I haven't had time to touch them. How will I ever know what's happening in the world (or, more accurately, what was happening a couple weeks ago)???

Plus I got a paper cut while I was sorting books.

And I'm missing Honors Cake Day.

Bah.

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i. am. speechless.

Watch this. Seriously. You won't be sorry.



I am IN LOVE with this film.

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mmmmm....

Dear Whole Foods cheese danish,

Where have you been all my life? You complete me.

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why we are super creeps

When I was a kid, I had an imaginary friend. Her name was Sally and she lived in New York City, which was, at that time, conveniently located in my parents' closet. Sally had a cat named Treeme and we were the best of friends until she disappeared one day. She was probably murdered, you know living in NYC and all, and I someday hope her story will inspire an episode of Law and Order: SVU.

When Tara was a kid, her imaginary friend was a golden retriever named Chloe. That's right, she could be imaginary friends with ANYONE and she chose a dog.

Anyways, most people stop having imaginary friends around the age of 8. But Tara and I, well we still have them.

Most recently we've imaginary friended a Mormon couple that lives in New York City. We read their blog religiously and then wish that we could have bangs like the girl. We are such good imaginary friends with them that Tara actually texted me the moment she found out they were moving to DC. Now is our chance to turn this imaginary friendship into a real friendship!

Wish us luck.

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i know i've already posted twice today, but...

I'm having a little panic attack. Why?


eBay.


The other night Tara purchased a moderately priced print on eBay and we began discussing how we've always been afraid of eBay. Then I started thinking about how silly it is that I'm afraid of eBay.

So today when I saw two lots of back issues of my FAVORITE magazine, I decided to overcome my fear. I bid on both lots. I only had to bid on the first one once but for some reason I kept getting outbid on the second lot. Apparently some other bidder set up an automatic bid thing. Infuriated, I thought 'I'm not going to be outbid by this bitch!' So I kept bidding. And then I bid some more. And some more. Until finally I was the highest bidder.

Unfortunately now I'm looking at spending close to $50 on 24 issues of this magazine that I probably don't need. And now I'm panicking and secretly hoping someone outbids me. But then another part of me thinks, PDF back issues are $5 each online so this is a really good deal!

I should not be allowed to eBay. Ever.

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spring break update

True to my word, a Tracy-and-Tara-style spring break includes:

1. going to bed every night at 11:00 pm (no, seriously. i know.)
2. waking up before 8:00 am every morning to go to work
3. buying ridiculous things at estate sales, flea markets, and thrift stores
4. eating a half-gallon of cookies & creme ice cream
5. blogging at work
6. getting haircuts
7. realizing we haven't had any human interaction outside of hanging out with carrie, charlotte, samantha, and miranda
8. forgetting to do any homework
9. living in denial about going back to classes
10. not getting tan

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they pay me $14.25/hour for this?

This is how bored I am at work today.

Can I really do this all summer?


53 days. And you better believe I'm counting.


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note to self:

Note to self: Buy a Pennywell Miniature pig. ASAP.

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it's days like this when i wish my life were a romantic comedy

So today, I was late to work*. So when I walked out of Union Station, I was walking pretty quickly. Unfortunately, I failed to notice that the ground was VERY wet. And of course my shoes have NO traction, whatsoever.

Wet ground + fast walking + cute but impractical shoes = EPIC FAIL

I'm not joking, guys. I fell. Hard.

Now if my life were a romantic comedy, I might not have minded so much because, invariably, a cute man would have been walking right behind me. He would have laughed at me a little and then stopped to help me up. Then we would have promptly fallen in love.

Unfortunately my life is not a romantic comedy and it was the old man handing out copies of The Express that stopped to help me up.

All-in-all, a perfectly embarrassing moment, wasted.

Maybe tomorrow.

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*I'm blaming daylight savings time. How can anyone honestly expect me to get out of my bed when it's STILL DARK OUTSIDE!? Nope. Not happening.

normal college students vs. grandmothers

Anderson 3 Lounge, Friday, 9:00 pm

Marty: Are we drinking tonight? Do you guys want to drink?? I mean, to be honest, I already started a little bit...
Tara: Wait...what? Tonight?
Tracy: We have to get our apple crisp out of the oven.

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spriiiiing breeeeeak!!!!!!!

This spring break, Tracy and I are partying it up...in our dorm room. We're both staying at school for the week, enjoying a very empty campus and participating in the following activities:

- working. a lot. all week.
- sleeping. a lot. (although this will be slightly hampered by the fact that we'll have to get up for work every morning)
- making our way through a few seasons of Sex & The City
- wishing our lives were a little more fabulous
- grocery shopping
- dreaming of the beach

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in seven hours....

...I am free.

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r.i.p.

Usually this time of midterms I'm dying.

This semester, I'm already dead.


FML.


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vows of everlasting love (or, how Steph and I pass notes when we're bored)

Stephanie, will you be my girlfriend? I promise to:

a) never talk about my feelings
b) never, ever spank you
c) be nice, normal, and not a creeper
d) make lots of sexytime

Please let me know. My heart is waiting for you.

Sincerely, Tara

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Tara, I accept! In return, I promise to:

a) never be shorter than you
b) go slow the first time
c) read Newsweek to you in bed
d) try really, really hard to have some feelings

I will love you forever.

Yours, Stephanie

i'm not sure what this says about me...

my most recent google searches:

- schedule I drugs
- american university literature department
- gossip girl episodes online
- effectiveness of condoms as contraceptives
- discovery creek children's museum
- k'naan


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