Fell asleep listening to Feet of Clay. Woke up at 5:30 am listening to the end of Thud! because I hadn't put all of Feet of Clay on my iPod yet and I still had Part 4 of Thud! on the playlist. I was very confused. Luckily my head and the pillows were at the right position so my ears weren't hurting from the headphones, but I think I'm going to put ( Read more... )

I have discovered White Noise.

Now I am no longer pondering moving my study-spot or getting into a shouting match with the girl the next room over who refuses to wear headphones while studying with her music or throwing the overly-loud ticking clock out the window.

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White Noise ... it is so glorious ...

Watched the table-dance scene from From Dusk ( Read more... )

 Woke up today with The Weeping Song in my head. It's very soothing; I went to sleep with it in my head like a weird, vaguely depressing lullaby.

I've been coping surprisingly well for someone who's been surviving on about seven hours of sleep per night for the past three days. (Which, btw, HAS to stop. Bad Zelda, bad! *sets strict bedtime for ( Read more... )

Woke up to a ridiculous amount of snow, with a fever and an eye full of gunk. I am SICK. I think my eye cyst thingy is gone, or at least it doesn't hurt anymore. But I have a fever. And a stuffy nose. Sometimes I cough. I've got a headache, but the baby aspirin is keeping that at bay (thank god I discovered chewable pills, no more will my gag ( Read more... )

 Today was ... horrible.

I didn't get enough sleep (again) and so I was tired all day. I'm getting a stye (or a cyst, I'm not sure which) on my lower eyelid. People are very unpleasant. My boyperson wasn't around today. I'm getting sick. I have actually set up traps in front of my bedroom door so I will feel safe enough to go to sleep tonight. I ( Read more... )

 Last night I messed up my sleeping schedule and today I suffered for that. Work was ok, though. Dinner was fantastic. And now I'm playing more Echo Bazaar ( Read more... )

You ever have one of those days? Where you wake up at an ungodly hour from one of the most vivid, complex dreams EVER and you know you HAVE to write it down RIGHT NOW, but you daren't venture for paper so you scribble it down on a tiny post-it-note pad for half an hour, meticulously making sure you can read your handwriting, and when you're finally ( Read more... )

Ok, first off, The-Guy-I-Have-A-Crush-On:

*sigh* Today he looked like the Tenth Doctor right after he regenerated. He now has Ten’s crazy hair, but today he wore what looked like Nine’s sexy jacket (but brown.) If he wore glasses I’d have exploded all over Spanish class and aimisan would have had to mop me up. (Also: she’s taken to calling me a ( Read more... )