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It's been getting dark really early as of late. Which is to be expected, considering the time of year it is, but I'll be damned if it doesn't seem like it's later than twenty to eight at nite. Seriously, if I were lying down and signifigantly comfortable, I wouldn't doubt if if I fell asleep. That actually sounds like a pretty good idea about now, to speak of it.
I absolutely adore Yoko Kanno and all of the work she's done on the Ghost in the Shell: The Stand Alone Complex OSTs. ♡
You know, I really wish that I could still come up with long winded posts like I used to, but I honestly don't recall that much of my day to honestly make it seem THAT interesting. It wouldn't be interesting to type up, nor would it be interesting to read. Not to say that I write in here for the satisfaction of anyone other than myself, but recalling every detail of my day seems a bit tedious when it boils down to it. horrah.
Since I had yesterday off, I really scrambled when it came to getting out of the door. I woke up late, so I wound up taking the quickest shower I've taken in a long time. And I blew the fuse in like four different rooms this morning with my dying hair dryer. fun! After running around like a chicken with my head cut off, I ran out for my bus and finished up stuff I had to do for a couple classes. My sketch for art looks like crap. :( Ohno. I'm not happy at all with the shading on it, but there's really not much I can do about it at this point. Actually, I brought it home to work on it, but I'm just completely unmotivated to finish it the more that I look at it.
ACTUALLY, I left this open for like fourty five minutes or so while I was eating dinner, and while I was watching this, which was both entertaining and quite eerie.
I really know I had more to write, but I just can't remember. Oops.
I absolutely adore Yoko Kanno and all of the work she's done on the Ghost in the Shell: The Stand Alone Complex OSTs. ♡
You know, I really wish that I could still come up with long winded posts like I used to, but I honestly don't recall that much of my day to honestly make it seem THAT interesting. It wouldn't be interesting to type up, nor would it be interesting to read. Not to say that I write in here for the satisfaction of anyone other than myself, but recalling every detail of my day seems a bit tedious when it boils down to it. horrah.
Since I had yesterday off, I really scrambled when it came to getting out of the door. I woke up late, so I wound up taking the quickest shower I've taken in a long time. And I blew the fuse in like four different rooms this morning with my dying hair dryer. fun! After running around like a chicken with my head cut off, I ran out for my bus and finished up stuff I had to do for a couple classes. My sketch for art looks like crap. :( Ohno. I'm not happy at all with the shading on it, but there's really not much I can do about it at this point. Actually, I brought it home to work on it, but I'm just completely unmotivated to finish it the more that I look at it.
ACTUALLY, I left this open for like fourty five minutes or so while I was eating dinner, and while I was watching this, which was both entertaining and quite eerie.
I really know I had more to write, but I just can't remember. Oops.