Friday
nihongofrancais wrote Yamapi comes back from Korea Koyamapi fic
recently, i've started getting on AIM again. I hate the faces so much. I can't even begin to tell you. SOMEONE TELL ME HOW TO TURN THEM OFF. i want to be able to say :D again without an ugly yellow animated head popping up. if i wanted actual pictures, i'd put in actual pictures, kthx.
anyone know anything about the apparent metathesis process happening with the english 'pre' sequence? "perspective" pronounced 'prespective' and "prescription" pronounced "perscription," for example.
nihongofrancais: :OOOOO
nihongofrancais: (faces are not in relation to you)
So I sleep on 2 futon. One, on the bottom, is an american style futon that comes with a couch, only it didn't come with a couch (when I stole it from my parents' house) that's on the bottom as extra padding. The other is an Asian style one (I say asian style, because we got it in a Korean grocery store in Cali. Bringing it back was kind of fun) that goes on top and is what I consider my actual bed.
This morning, I woke up under that futon. I was, apparently, unexpectedly cold last night. Or something. I don't even know.
after signing off with 4_03_am (when i gave up on the last 10 minutes of Last Friends ever loading ever), i discovered that the hot water in the apartment is lukewarm at best after 4o3am. Next time, I will boil water on the stove and take a bath.
nihongofrancais: takeru is the character's name
anamuan: whatev.
anamuan: he will always be junpei in my heart.
I had dreams which involved groups of my old friends somehow mysteriously knowing each other (which is unlikely given the vastly different contexts I know them from), getting my palm read by some of the Chinese Aunties (who were supposed to be from the church in cali, which is kind of preposterous) and feeling uncomfortable about the whole thing (according to dream!palm readers, i'm supposed to live for a hundred years, and my unusually wide palm meant something which i can't remember but was good and kind of ridiculously, almost comically specific.), and a lot of time spent picking out good fruit in a grocery store which also seemed to sell books mostly in Japanese (because I stumbled upon the ToKuBeTsU* na English section) and a lot of time putting my gold earrings back together. They kept falling apart, and then I'd have to find all the parts that fell off (which were often sharp and pointy, or in hard to reach places, or both) and put them back together again, and--usually just as I was getting the last piece on--then they'd start falling apart again.
*this camelback style of typing is a lot of work. Why on earth would anyone have started doing that? It's not aesthetically pleasing, it's hard to read, and it takes a lot of effort to do. :\
I want Wendy to call me and tell me her schedule for the next couple days so I know if I should go shopping now (to make dinner tonight), or if i can put it off (and make dinner tomorrow).
I really am very foolish.
recently, i've started getting on AIM again. I hate the faces so much. I can't even begin to tell you. SOMEONE TELL ME HOW TO TURN THEM OFF. i want to be able to say :D again without an ugly yellow animated head popping up. if i wanted actual pictures, i'd put in actual pictures, kthx.
anyone know anything about the apparent metathesis process happening with the english 'pre' sequence? "perspective" pronounced 'prespective' and "prescription" pronounced "perscription," for example.
nihongofrancais: :OOOOO
nihongofrancais: (faces are not in relation to you)
So I sleep on 2 futon. One, on the bottom, is an american style futon that comes with a couch, only it didn't come with a couch (when I stole it from my parents' house) that's on the bottom as extra padding. The other is an Asian style one (I say asian style, because we got it in a Korean grocery store in Cali. Bringing it back was kind of fun) that goes on top and is what I consider my actual bed.
This morning, I woke up under that futon. I was, apparently, unexpectedly cold last night. Or something. I don't even know.
after signing off with 4_03_am (when i gave up on the last 10 minutes of Last Friends ever loading ever), i discovered that the hot water in the apartment is lukewarm at best after 4o3am. Next time, I will boil water on the stove and take a bath.
nihongofrancais: takeru is the character's name
anamuan: whatev.
anamuan: he will always be junpei in my heart.
I had dreams which involved groups of my old friends somehow mysteriously knowing each other (which is unlikely given the vastly different contexts I know them from), getting my palm read by some of the Chinese Aunties (who were supposed to be from the church in cali, which is kind of preposterous) and feeling uncomfortable about the whole thing (according to dream!palm readers, i'm supposed to live for a hundred years, and my unusually wide palm meant something which i can't remember but was good and kind of ridiculously, almost comically specific.), and a lot of time spent picking out good fruit in a grocery store which also seemed to sell books mostly in Japanese (because I stumbled upon the ToKuBeTsU* na English section) and a lot of time putting my gold earrings back together. They kept falling apart, and then I'd have to find all the parts that fell off (which were often sharp and pointy, or in hard to reach places, or both) and put them back together again, and--usually just as I was getting the last piece on--then they'd start falling apart again.
*this camelback style of typing is a lot of work. Why on earth would anyone have started doing that? It's not aesthetically pleasing, it's hard to read, and it takes a lot of effort to do. :\
I want Wendy to call me and tell me her schedule for the next couple days so I know if I should go shopping now (to make dinner tonight), or if i can put it off (and make dinner tomorrow).
I really am very foolish.