what if this does not belong to you
My period started today. Cue me once again looking back over the past week and going "Huh, that explains a lot." Tiredness, weird dreams, eating entire bags of potato chips, lack of drive/interest, digestive weirdness, bad skin, etc., etc.
Haven't accomplished much of anything this week. I haven't even seen any of my friends: idk, I've been a total lump about calling people. Plus, I was busy writing, plus every time I did call they were busy with other things or I couldn't reach them. And also, I was dead on the moon with Steve.
Balanced my chequebook, finally, so yeay for knowing how much money I don't have.
Starting Monday, I need to start looking for a job. Oh joy. (...Yes, I have been out of school for three-ish months and haven't even updated my resume, let alone posted it anywhere. Why do you ask?)
Here's what I have done this week: finished watching the entire first season of the Justice League on DVD. Which of course now only puts me in the mood to watch more animated figures flying around and using energy beams to hit things, so I kind of really wish I had the money to buy the next volume. Bah.
(Also, I love the commentary these producer guys do on these things. The Batman series, the Superman series, Batman Beyond, it's all the same guys. And I love hearing the little comments they make about they're favorite episodes. It's fun AND edicational!...I mean, if you include learning about what goes into making a cartoon and/or comicbook and superhero history as "educational". Whatevs.)
Quick, some linkage so this entry isn't entirely "me me me, wah wah wah, blah blah blah", here's something I couldn't resist passing along for those of you who might not read cleolinda's livejournal from her latest post (and a moment of silence and willing karmic goodwill her direction for her latest set of computer and real life woes, because jesus):
Obviously the sparklecock vibrater disturbs me, but frankly, I keep getting stuck on the giant Edward Cullen wall-shadow. That you can apparantly put on your bedroom door. So it can watch over you while you sleep. Yeah. Or, in their words:"He'll be keeping an eye out for any roving carnivorous vampires searching for a snack, while reminding you to 'Be Safe."
Would it really surprise anyone if I started humming the Police to myself while looking at this? Every smile you fake, every vow you break, I'll be watching you...
Also, I've been trying to wash my hair much less so that it can hopefully get to the point where it's not constantly excreting oil, but it's a work in progress. So right now, my hair is quite gross and decidedly not fabulous.
Haven't accomplished much of anything this week. I haven't even seen any of my friends: idk, I've been a total lump about calling people. Plus, I was busy writing, plus every time I did call they were busy with other things or I couldn't reach them. And also, I was dead on the moon with Steve.
Balanced my chequebook, finally, so yeay for knowing how much money I don't have.
Starting Monday, I need to start looking for a job. Oh joy. (...Yes, I have been out of school for three-ish months and haven't even updated my resume, let alone posted it anywhere. Why do you ask?)
Here's what I have done this week: finished watching the entire first season of the Justice League on DVD. Which of course now only puts me in the mood to watch more animated figures flying around and using energy beams to hit things, so I kind of really wish I had the money to buy the next volume. Bah.
(Also, I love the commentary these producer guys do on these things. The Batman series, the Superman series, Batman Beyond, it's all the same guys. And I love hearing the little comments they make about they're favorite episodes. It's fun AND edicational!...I mean, if you include learning about what goes into making a cartoon and/or comicbook and superhero history as "educational". Whatevs.)
Quick, some linkage so this entry isn't entirely "me me me, wah wah wah, blah blah blah", here's something I couldn't resist passing along for those of you who might not read cleolinda's livejournal from her latest post (and a moment of silence and willing karmic goodwill her direction for her latest set of computer and real life woes, because jesus):
Obviously the sparklecock vibrater disturbs me, but frankly, I keep getting stuck on the giant Edward Cullen wall-shadow. That you can apparantly put on your bedroom door. So it can watch over you while you sleep. Yeah. Or, in their words:"He'll be keeping an eye out for any roving carnivorous vampires searching for a snack, while reminding you to 'Be Safe."
Would it really surprise anyone if I started humming the Police to myself while looking at this? Every smile you fake, every vow you break, I'll be watching you...
Also, I've been trying to wash my hair much less so that it can hopefully get to the point where it's not constantly excreting oil, but it's a work in progress. So right now, my hair is quite gross and decidedly not fabulous.