flown away on the wind

Jan 15, 2008 17:38

my dad called me last night to gloat about the basketball game. ~_~

rob: drugs and violence and mattresses. a natural class.
jason: PROSTITUTION!

apparently, nihongofrancais can hear my voice perk up at just the mention of phonology. ^^;;;

my commute is too long for me to sustain a good, motivating panic.
instead i reach home tired and cold, with the vague sense that there is a lot i ought to be doing and a lot i'm forgetting about.

Anyone up for doing this?

Printer issues. hate.

I'm going to try and do something with the daikon i bought today. maybe with beef? maybe a soup/stew-ish thing? idk what i'm doing. DDDDDD:
edit: in light of the fact that i have no idea what to do, i decided not to do anything with the daikon tonight. (IDEAS ANYONE???) instead i made this weird cross between beefstirfry and soup. (because i didn't feel like making rice). I'd gotten some shabu-shabu grade meat at H-mart the other week, so.

my school bag had a run-in with a water bottle this morning. everything is ripply now.

meeting with rob. he's going to send me a write-up of comments on my paper last term by the end of the week (or was it next week?) and told me to re-work my introduction and stuff to situate it in the field better (and not assume that the readers will realize how cool it is just because, i guess).

at least this online chat tech support seems to work well. I feel a lot better about it than talking on the phone, anyway.

food, 疲れてるけど, nikki no baka, i am angry!, america, someone just shoot me kthxbai, quotes without context, why aren't you kidding?, ;_;, with the random, school

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