today was my favourite kind of day. i woke up after noon, after falling asleep early this morning listening to jeff buckley and reading 'middlesex'. and it was a little bit cold and dark and i could smell the rain and i had the house all to myself with absolutely nothing that i needed to do. mm.
exams are over, and i cannot tell you how relieved i
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Not that I'm a Buddhist or anything.
Next semester = scary. My plans may go awry, as I'm not sure if I managed to pass law. In any case, we shall have to confer and decide upon a Pizza Day, if you so wish to continue them. Alternatively, we could have Chocolate Day or Anorexia Nervosa Day (where we don't eat anything) or perhaps even just a Sit On Grass And Look At Clouds Day (because we are so existential and complex).
Holidays! Plans! We must do something, if only to meet perfunctorily, swap mystery items and go on our merry way(s).
I want to bake, also! Cookies, cakes, pies, muffins, my own disgusting/delicious inventions. Man, I am so domesticated it is not even funny. Maybe just a little bit.
(I'm buying my Death Cab tickets tomorrow! I may orgasm as the shop assistant hands them over! That would be totally awkward. But completely hot. Especially if this person thinks that I am totally into them.)
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