Thoughts of the Day
Tiny thoughts all, and I'm vaguely contemplating Twitter. Like I need another computer thing to suck up more of my soul.
New classes started today. Intro to Digital Media rocks. I want the Adobe Creative Suite---the whole thing---and I've only experienced a little bit of Adobe Illustrator. And Photoshop, of course, but I already have that so it doesn't quite count.
Macs are significantly less evil than expected. I could seriously get used to the gigantic screen, too. Not that I don't love what I've got. *pets 17" monitor fondly*
Had a pap smear done this afternoon. I think my lesbian quotient doubled. WHY do men brag about having big penises? I'm seriously considering implementing a maximum size limit here.
Writing is still not happening. I don't like this. My remaining springkink prompts are coming up soon, and I have only gotten two out of the four beginning-of-the-month ones. The prompts all turn into epics of SRS BIZNESS that take months to get right and I can't write a short piece using them for anything. Ditto the prompt requests---patience, people, it will happen.
My eating habits over the past five weeks have been as follows: forego breakfast in favor of five-ten more minutes of staying in bed in the mornings, commute 1 hour and go straight to school for six hours, commute home 1 hour, stuff myself, possibly eat a second meal later on. This is not precisely healthy. As a remedy, I have pop tarts, which may actually get used in their intended fashion.
Revenge of the Fallen is upon us. I am scared. I have spoiled myself by reading several people's analyses and set-therein fanfiction, but have not ventured to TheMovieSpoiler. No idea when I might consider it safe to actually go see the movie.
Megan Fox is hot. Various robots are hotter.
TVTropes will eat your soul. It is fascinating and you never leave.
New classes started today. Intro to Digital Media rocks. I want the Adobe Creative Suite---the whole thing---and I've only experienced a little bit of Adobe Illustrator. And Photoshop, of course, but I already have that so it doesn't quite count.
Macs are significantly less evil than expected. I could seriously get used to the gigantic screen, too. Not that I don't love what I've got. *pets 17" monitor fondly*
Had a pap smear done this afternoon. I think my lesbian quotient doubled. WHY do men brag about having big penises? I'm seriously considering implementing a maximum size limit here.
Writing is still not happening. I don't like this. My remaining springkink prompts are coming up soon, and I have only gotten two out of the four beginning-of-the-month ones. The prompts all turn into epics of SRS BIZNESS that take months to get right and I can't write a short piece using them for anything. Ditto the prompt requests---patience, people, it will happen.
My eating habits over the past five weeks have been as follows: forego breakfast in favor of five-ten more minutes of staying in bed in the mornings, commute 1 hour and go straight to school for six hours, commute home 1 hour, stuff myself, possibly eat a second meal later on. This is not precisely healthy. As a remedy, I have pop tarts, which may actually get used in their intended fashion.
Revenge of the Fallen is upon us. I am scared. I have spoiled myself by reading several people's analyses and set-therein fanfiction, but have not ventured to TheMovieSpoiler. No idea when I might consider it safe to actually go see the movie.
Megan Fox is hot. Various robots are hotter.
TVTropes will eat your soul. It is fascinating and you never leave.