LJ, you're impersonation of a turtle is wonderful. Now stop.
Dear LJ,
What is your excuse this time? I haven't encountered web pages that loaded this slow since frequenting Proboards sites and even then I was on dial up. Those on dial up are probably taking a cricket bat to your servers. If I owned one, I would be right there with me.
Zero love this evening,
Me
I go back to school tomorrow afternoon which should be nice, if not panicky. Finals are hurtling at me and all those group projects that haven't been started are making me nervous. I really hate group projects. Really hate them. I'd link you back to the entry I made on my birthday last year about them, but I don't even want to reread it because it was just that stressful and unfair.
Four things I've discovered:
1) My bed at home is no more or less comfortable than the one I have at school
2) If I sit next to my grandmother for more than ten minutes by myself, I will cry and it will be the quiet 'I'm suffocating' sort.
3) I don't write when I'm at home. At least not with deadlines (Snarry-a-Thon and femmefest ). I'm not sure what that means for me in the future. Me + Procrastination Past Deadlines =/= Fully Formed Lesson Plans.
4) Seven-year-old boys tell the best stories. Especially ones with fart jokes and robots with really big winkies. Everyone knows they're jealous of my awesome baby cousin.
In conclusion:
Sunny weather creates all kinds of mayhem.
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What is your excuse this time? I haven't encountered web pages that loaded this slow since frequenting Proboards sites and even then I was on dial up. Those on dial up are probably taking a cricket bat to your servers. If I owned one, I would be right there with me.
Zero love this evening,
Me
I go back to school tomorrow afternoon which should be nice, if not panicky. Finals are hurtling at me and all those group projects that haven't been started are making me nervous. I really hate group projects. Really hate them. I'd link you back to the entry I made on my birthday last year about them, but I don't even want to reread it because it was just that stressful and unfair.
Four things I've discovered:
1) My bed at home is no more or less comfortable than the one I have at school
2) If I sit next to my grandmother for more than ten minutes by myself, I will cry and it will be the quiet 'I'm suffocating' sort.
3) I don't write when I'm at home. At least not with deadlines (Snarry-a-Thon and femmefest ). I'm not sure what that means for me in the future. Me + Procrastination Past Deadlines =/= Fully Formed Lesson Plans.
4) Seven-year-old boys tell the best stories. Especially ones with fart jokes and robots with really big winkies. Everyone knows they're jealous of my awesome baby cousin.
In conclusion:
Sunny weather creates all kinds of mayhem.
This entry was originally posted at http://faynia.dreamwidth.org/249603.html. Please comment there using OpenID. (comments:
)