There is nothing quite so unhappy as feeling superfluous and unheeded. This started last night when I got a reply to an e-mail I sent Steve on Thursday night -- or maybe Friday. Anyway, to set the stage, our New Play Development Workshop class is holding a ten minute play contest since apparently that seemed like a good idea. Well we're down to ( Read more... )

I haven't had a hot shower since I came back to Stony Brook. They've mostly been tepid. I would even say that one or two may have flirted with "warm" before disappointing me completely. When I moved in and I had to turn the knob ALL the way to get anything that even approached hot enough for me, I said I could live with that. But at that ( Read more... )

Jesus, what am I doing here.

NO.

NO. NO. NO.

ON THE SYLLABUS IT SAYS RESEARCH PAPER. NOWHERE ON THERE DOES IT SAY ANYTHING ABOUT PRESENTATIONS. IT SAYS A THREE TO FIVE PAGE RESEARCH PAPER. FIVE PAGES IS WHAT I HAVE. IF YOU WANTED A PRESENTATION YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME MORE THAN 36 HOURS BEFORE THE CLASS AND 60 HOURS BEFORE I HAVE ANOTHER PRESENTATION DUE.

THIS. THIS IS

I should flock this, you know, in case anyone at corporate at the Movie Gallery is cruising LJ looking for bitching employees to fire or some crazy stalker is going to come shoot me in the face. And even if they were, they would be doing me a favor.Today I missed the Big Cheese, but according to J he was pleased with how the store looks which is ( Read more... )

fanficrants should really just have a post that said, "I don't like smushed ship names," and then people can comment "ME TOO!" and then their disdain for smushed ship names can be publicly declared for God and the internet to see. We could even organize it by fandom. But from someone who kind of likes them (sometimes they're cute, sometimes they're clever, ( Read more... )

I'm not feeling well today. And I'm hungryish but a) I can't get up from the couch to find anything and b) if I eat a big something I'll ruin dinner. If there is dinner. It's usually a 50-50 shot during the week in this house ( Read more... )

Dear internet sites I've been using for years and found perfectly functional until you changed something:

FUCKING STOP IT.

No love,
Me

GFD, Grey's.

( Spoilery AGH for this week's ep. )

Some days I just really want to shoot myself in the fucking head.