Bvlgari Black has been haunting me ever since I rediscovered it on the shelves on Sunday, so I snuck into a perfume store, sprayed some on, and skittered out while the shop attendant was surely cursing my existence. Was it worth it? Absolutely.

I blame the super sexy cloud I have been living in and the super sweet and sunny weather for this strange ( Read more... )

And by that I obviously mean that I'm not, but I wish I was and feel like I am. Done with life. *whinewhine16yogirlmode*

- Iron deficient: 5ug/L (normal range: 15-165)
- Hermitism, Assessments, and Existential Crises
- 2 presentations down, 3 reports and 2 exams to go

Horoscope (credit Joanne Madeline Moore)

Capricorn: Saturn - your ruling planet - ( Read more... )

So. Life. I'm not sure where it's trying to go, but at least I know that we'd get there a lot faster if it'd stop pulling all this shit on me. To top it off, my eczema is returning and I'm not sure where the cream is. Considering my luck so far, it'd be out of date (not that that's ever stopped me before) and gross and already used (there are ( Read more... )

What the fuck, Clinical Bacteriology, did you call that? An exam? What? There's a difference between sorting out the D(istinction)'s from the P(ass)'s and throwing us that monster of an assessment. I hope I P, at least. So tired. And full of food. While I wait for it to settle so I can shower (my hair is all sorts of stank and it's too late at ( Read more... )

1. Ohmigodomigod, Danny Crane and Alan Shore are married. Their bromance is ineffable. Goodnight, Boston Legal.

2. If a non-slasher points out a possible slash fandom, then it's totally OTP. Thank you, sibling, for my new Castiel/Dean obssession.

3. In my distraction, I just zapped my avatar petpet into soot.

4. Today I saw a man in a spiffy ( Read more... )

Here I am again, ready to regale you none (does that make sense? As the opposite of 'you all'?) with nothing of particular importance. There will be no picture this time since it is the picture that I need to take a break from. I've reached that point where I could either leave it or fight for its completion, but s/he (oops, did I just drop a ( Read more... )

Spend an hour in my shoes (and by an hour, I mean the two minutes it'll take you to read this).

You're forty minutes early to class, because buses are a bitch and so are the dirties you get when you 'sneak' (reads: nearly die barreling) into class. This is alright, because there is fizzy life elixir (also known as V or, if there is absolutely ( Read more... )

It was supposed to be related to bacteriology, but this is what came out instead. Now I have to spend tonight actually studying.

Extremely tongue-in-cheek (but when I become a professional Derailed Female Author, I'll have to have a very srz attitude about my fiction) because nothing compares to taking the piss out of something you love. Please don' ( Read more... )

Mama ducks FTW!

Does this mean that ducklet!Gabe will find his way home?

Speaking of tiny things, I've lost one of the troops today. Dopey. I'm going to miss him.

The Ducklet Chronicles: 2/5 (?) Has somehow shuffled down the list of things I want to/should do.

Project Jacinta: 2/3 The above has been bitchslapped down the list by this. Gotta get the pen/cil moving while I'm still in the mood.

Project Jacinta (Special): The Killer Showgirls: 0/3 If I was a self-respecting... me sort of person... I'd use this to ( Read more... )