I am now the proud owner of a sweater vest. Yes, a sweater vest. I'm wearing it right now, and I feel damn sexy.
Finals are KILLING me. Too. Much. Thinking. My brain hurts.
Oh my gosh, you all must go take a look at
this, by
mneomosyne. It's HP Gorey art! I love it!
I've got a ton of original fiction story ideas, but I'm having trouble getting started. I just need to go, to write,
but they never turn out how I want them too, all my false starts. I'm
getting frustrated. What with that and all the studying I've done/have
yet to do for finals, I feel so overwhelmed lately.
I need dark chocolate.
I want my computer to stop crapping out on me, too! Lately certain
programs-- Internet Explorer, AIM, etc.-- have just stopped working,
completely randomly and for no reason whatsoever. I'm completely
miffed. I swear this computer has something against me. Thinks I ate
its cookies, or something. Mmmm. Chocolate chip.