310: Randomized Updates Are Me!
Sorry I haven't been updating too terribly much since I got back. I'd like to say I'm busy reading all those very enriching books I got from the library before I left... or even up to my ears in Queer as Folk.
Unfortunately, the second half of season three doesn't get here till Tuesday, so I got back into Adult Swim's Futurama marathon. Joy.
Also, up to page 50 in Carnival. Jesus, I see what
matociquala meant when she said every mother-fucking sentence serves half a dozen mother-fucking purposes at once. And I'm really OCD when it comes to reading and comprehension, so I have to usually reread every sentence in a book like this at least twice. But in Bear's case she's done the seemingly impossible: forced me to read all sentences *twice* as twice as many times, and still keep me from becoming too frustrated to stop. The only reason I'm not farther is, as y'all know, I'm distracted by wanting somewhat more mindless (read: televised) entertainment lately.
'Cause, let's face it, last semester drained me (psychologically, emotionally, and especially intellectually) so little Andykins (that's what my Mom calls me *shudder*) needs a bit of a break.
Still think the book's awesome, thus far, though...*shrug*
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In other news, my father promised to take me to Panera Bread to get me some bagels, in exchange for some assistance I offered him. Here's just hoping he doesn't get arrested, 'cause I don't wanna be implicated as his accomplice.
Mmmm, yummy bagels...*muchmunch*
Unfortunately, the second half of season three doesn't get here till Tuesday, so I got back into Adult Swim's Futurama marathon. Joy.
Also, up to page 50 in Carnival. Jesus, I see what
matociquala meant when she said every mother-fucking sentence serves half a dozen mother-fucking purposes at once. And I'm really OCD when it comes to reading and comprehension, so I have to usually reread every sentence in a book like this at least twice. But in Bear's case she's done the seemingly impossible: forced me to read all sentences *twice* as twice as many times, and still keep me from becoming too frustrated to stop. The only reason I'm not farther is, as y'all know, I'm distracted by wanting somewhat more mindless (read: televised) entertainment lately.
'Cause, let's face it, last semester drained me (psychologically, emotionally, and especially intellectually) so little Andykins (that's what my Mom calls me *shudder*) needs a bit of a break.
Still think the book's awesome, thus far, though...*shrug*
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In other news, my father promised to take me to Panera Bread to get me some bagels, in exchange for some assistance I offered him. Here's just hoping he doesn't get arrested, 'cause I don't wanna be implicated as his accomplice.
Mmmm, yummy bagels...*muchmunch*