If life gives you melons, you might have dyslexia.
“Your life is your own, to develop or to destroy. You can blame others little and yourself almost totally if that life is not a productive, worthy, full, and abundant one.” - Spencer W. Kimball
I’m dying. Slowly but surely. Now I’ve got this weird popping feeling in my right-side rib cage. Should I be concerned or is this just the usual “your body is just failing”?
If I die- I leave all my stuff to Helen, and my debts to Santa for Christmas.
Uh, in my book, TiVo should be significantly higher.
To see the complete list is here:
http://www.time.com/time/specials/packages/article/0,28804,2023689_2026435_2026434,00.html
I don’t typically just follow trends for the sake of being “in”. Okay, I do. But this “tumblr” thing was something I’d seen on people’s facebooks, twitter, blogs, foreheads, and bathroom stalls for months now, so I figured I’d give it a shot. I caved to the peer pressure. I’m one of “those”.
Any minute now I’m expecting my LSAT score to be sent to me via email. I took the darn thing a few weeks ago now and question LSAC’s intentions for waiting so long to post scores. Perhaps it’s just one more mind-game you have to overcome as a sort of initiation into law school. Perhaps it’s just their computer system. Either way, I’m here, and the email isn’t. So sure, the anticipation might have led me to start this tumblr, but we’ll see if it keeps on going after midnight tonight.
It’s now 10:01 and no email. This could be a very long day.