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On the one hand, I do feel bad for making my father go out and buy me stuff. On the other, it's really hilarious how awkward he gets when he hands me the giant box of tampons.
homology_cubed is growing and progressing ohsowonderfully. We're working on figuring out a prettypretty layout that isn't fandom specific. That will be a challenge, considering it's *us* and all we do is love really pretty guys.
Phantom of the Opera. It's become a rather unhealthy obsession, as most things do with me. It's sad when I can't stand to listen to anything else, though. I really, really need to see the actual musical, though. I love your hotness, Gerard, but your voice brings me severe pain. Sends us into epileptic seizures. I love you, I really do, but god, why can't you have Michael Crawford's voice?
College! I still try to avoid thinking about it, but I did receive my acceptance letter to the U of M, so if all else fails, I'll live with my parents and goto school in Minneapolis. HA. God, Puget Sound, Kenyon, one of you please, please accept me. I want to live somewhere that isn't my parent's house. Oh god. Financial aid's a bitch, by the way.
Knitting and I aren't getting along very well. I tried to start my hat (again) but the double-pointed needles are so awkward! I can't get it to be even and I'm still not sure if I'm actually doing a purl stitch or if I'm just screwing it up. So I decided to come back to the hat and got ready to start on the Harry Potter house scarf. And by get ready I mean I took out the circular needles I got for Christmas and used the blow-drier to straighten out the chord. Because I got distracted by the computer.
free_method and I have decided that impulse-control is for the weak. She comes online, says that she really, really wants to go rent season 1 of Alias just to see Sark, and I say yeah let's go. And we do. It's kind of sick, but hey! Alias and Dairy Queen! It's hard to beat that.
Wow. This post was very Xanga-ish. I think the only reason that I posted it on here is that Xanga is being a bitch and keeps telling me "you've found a bug!" Great! That's awesome! Now let me get to my goddamn journal. Grrr. Xanga is losing precious brownie points.
homology_cubed is growing and progressing ohsowonderfully. We're working on figuring out a prettypretty layout that isn't fandom specific. That will be a challenge, considering it's *us* and all we do is love really pretty guys.
Phantom of the Opera. It's become a rather unhealthy obsession, as most things do with me. It's sad when I can't stand to listen to anything else, though. I really, really need to see the actual musical, though. I love your hotness, Gerard, but your voice brings me severe pain. Sends us into epileptic seizures. I love you, I really do, but god, why can't you have Michael Crawford's voice?
College! I still try to avoid thinking about it, but I did receive my acceptance letter to the U of M, so if all else fails, I'll live with my parents and goto school in Minneapolis. HA. God, Puget Sound, Kenyon, one of you please, please accept me. I want to live somewhere that isn't my parent's house. Oh god. Financial aid's a bitch, by the way.
Knitting and I aren't getting along very well. I tried to start my hat (again) but the double-pointed needles are so awkward! I can't get it to be even and I'm still not sure if I'm actually doing a purl stitch or if I'm just screwing it up. So I decided to come back to the hat and got ready to start on the Harry Potter house scarf. And by get ready I mean I took out the circular needles I got for Christmas and used the blow-drier to straighten out the chord. Because I got distracted by the computer.
free_method and I have decided that impulse-control is for the weak. She comes online, says that she really, really wants to go rent season 1 of Alias just to see Sark, and I say yeah let's go. And we do. It's kind of sick, but hey! Alias and Dairy Queen! It's hard to beat that.
Wow. This post was very Xanga-ish. I think the only reason that I posted it on here is that Xanga is being a bitch and keeps telling me "you've found a bug!" Great! That's awesome! Now let me get to my goddamn journal. Grrr. Xanga is losing precious brownie points.