... Sorry, I couldn't resist that title.

I just, by complete accident, spent the last three hours watching the best stand-up gig I've ever seen. By the time we got out, it was gone 11, my tailbone hurt like I'd been on a plane ride, the rain was pouring down, and I was happier than I've been in ages. Thing was, we were meant to be watching Lars ( Read more... )

(Actually, I can't pull off the emo hair. The curls just make it look kind of jaunty.)

Well, today has basically been a day for sitting under the covers with chocolate and candy corn and a book that isn't meant to be read for class. Behold a list of woe. (It would be a litany, but you don't actually have to hear me.)

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So, I have Plans. These plans involve finding Lindsey or Sarah or Mark or Kate or Sas sometime tomorrow and asking them if, maybe, they'd like to eat cupcakes and pasta and watch something with me in the evening. I even hunted down a cupcake recipe. Because I'm kind of desperate for human contact right now, and also alone in the flat, again, ( Read more... )

I have just had a day consumed by unfulfilling nothingness, even though I got up nice and early. I didn't sleep well and then napped all day, my clothes are itchy and uncomfortable, I'm too hot, too cold, and I hate everything. Yes, it's my period ( Read more... )

Believe it or not, I'm up early, not late. I went to bed at ten and woke up all fever-hot like an overlong nap at three a.m., and couldn't really get back to sleep. So here I am ( Read more... )

Have not talked to my brother in a long while, so I sent him an e-mail the other day. He hasn't written back. Sent parents an e-mail; they haven't written back either. They also haven't called. They always call on Friday, but apparently not this one. Wish I knew what was going on ( Read more... )