Hi Internet ( Read more... )

...because when I'm not doing coursework, I'm watching Farscape, which an interesting life, sadly, does not make ( Read more... )

highlight from Saturday night (even more highlight-y than getting into the Wales-NZ game for £15!):

(While walking to Queen's Vaults, and talking rugby, including a long convo about who will succeed Shane Williams yes I think I'm in love)

guy I hung out with:  You know Chris Czekaj, yeah?
me:  Yup.
him:  (proudly) I used to play rugby with him.
me:  ( ( Read more... )

Dear Team Wales,

WHAT IN THE EVER-LOVING BLOODY HELL WAS THAT???

Absolutely no love,

Me

Dear Baseball,

Plz hurry up and come back?  Please?

Hopefully,

Me

Right, so before I get onto the important stuff, I just have to say, after filling in as a temporary back for a fake defensive line tonight:  OH MY GOD.  Being a back is awesome!  You just stand there, and look awesome, and then you run up a little bit and move the ball around and everyone thinks you're God's gift to the world.  There's no lifting ( Read more... )

see this guy?

Yeah.  Iiiiii...kinda flirted with him.  And he flirted back.  And I might have kissed him on the cheek.

If you don't count the actual rugby, it was a good night.

Hello internet!  How are you?  I'm good.  Gosh, it's been awhile, hasn't it?

Life is racing along as per usual, more or less.  It's half-term now, so I have this week 'off' (read: to spend in the library and the lab, but unmolested by lectures and lecturers this time), and Easter is disturbingly close.

I'm finally getting my summer sorted; right now ( Read more... )

I might have just squeed a little bit.

(Rugby is just too depressing right now.  My six nations ratings so far:

Wales:  Dreadful, down to three men and a dog, and only the dog is showing talent
England: ...I can't even mock them, anymore.
Ireland:  Dreadful and cheaters
Scotland:  Should have more points on the board than they do. 
Italy:  Ditto, ( Read more... )

7 minutes, to even up and then go on to win by a try and a conversion.  Mother. Of. God ( Read more... )

Well, 'capped'.  Since we don't get a real, actual cap, but I am officially in the gameday 22 tomorrow.  (As a sub, so you can all start desperately hoping that I have a run-out for, like, the last ten minutes.)

Please do not think that this indicates any talent for rugby on my part -- I'm a warm body to fill out the 22, but I'm still quite pleased.