Ack. Brain. Stop it.
Out of nowhere my brain suddenly went, "Oh, I want to read a Redwall book."
This is a dangerous time of the quarter for me, because I suddenly want to read like ten different books and my brain gets pretty scattered at this point. Crap. Stop it, the answer is no. I just started a new book last night damnit, and I need to finish the... four, six? books I already have bookmarks in first. Bah.
(The bad thing is I actually have a Redwall book up with me, which is pretty rare, cos I found the British cover in a used bookstore. And it was pretty.)
It snowed up here last night. Bah. I'm not so much of a big fan of snow, too many bad experiences. Also, we head up to Leavenworth every year and so most other snow looks pretty punny after that. My roomy sure was excited but I was just kinda like, "No. Snow. Bad." Ah well, she found some other people to go frolic in the snow with. >.>
And then somehow last night I was convinced to try Scotch. I've just never had much/any interest in alcohol for different reasons and though I tried beer in Ireland and stuff, never much cared for it. So what do I do? Skip the wine and go right for the hard liquors. That being said, it was still only three swallows or so. Liked it a bit more than I thought, but we are *not* kidding when people say it burns all the way down. My brother cracks me up. I text him that I finally tried scotch and I get back "I am so proud of you right now it's not even funny." And then he gave me the entire safety at parties speech via text. We have a special relationship sometimes... Wasn't even at a party anyway, I sitting hanging out with two friends who have also never had much interest in alcohol and one who massively is, and we were talking about Star Wars. And there was a bottle of Scotch, cos he's just the type to have bottles of Scotch around.
Anyway, have three books to read this weekend (One already down! Woo!) and a test to study for on Monday. Hmmm... I just want to do Felidae...Very close to getting Mac out of his current thread, and his entire response to that is, "Hey, after this I want to get myself shot." "You... okay." He's been bugging me about that for days now... Lets hope it happens.
This is a dangerous time of the quarter for me, because I suddenly want to read like ten different books and my brain gets pretty scattered at this point. Crap. Stop it, the answer is no. I just started a new book last night damnit, and I need to finish the... four, six? books I already have bookmarks in first. Bah.
(The bad thing is I actually have a Redwall book up with me, which is pretty rare, cos I found the British cover in a used bookstore. And it was pretty.)
It snowed up here last night. Bah. I'm not so much of a big fan of snow, too many bad experiences. Also, we head up to Leavenworth every year and so most other snow looks pretty punny after that. My roomy sure was excited but I was just kinda like, "No. Snow. Bad." Ah well, she found some other people to go frolic in the snow with. >.>
And then somehow last night I was convinced to try Scotch. I've just never had much/any interest in alcohol for different reasons and though I tried beer in Ireland and stuff, never much cared for it. So what do I do? Skip the wine and go right for the hard liquors. That being said, it was still only three swallows or so. Liked it a bit more than I thought, but we are *not* kidding when people say it burns all the way down. My brother cracks me up. I text him that I finally tried scotch and I get back "I am so proud of you right now it's not even funny." And then he gave me the entire safety at parties speech via text. We have a special relationship sometimes... Wasn't even at a party anyway, I sitting hanging out with two friends who have also never had much interest in alcohol and one who massively is, and we were talking about Star Wars. And there was a bottle of Scotch, cos he's just the type to have bottles of Scotch around.
Anyway, have three books to read this weekend (One already down! Woo!) and a test to study for on Monday. Hmmm... I just want to do Felidae...Very close to getting Mac out of his current thread, and his entire response to that is, "Hey, after this I want to get myself shot." "You... okay." He's been bugging me about that for days now... Lets hope it happens.