If Gore calls you, don't pick up the phone.
I am so in love with this icon.
So sorry the stupid postal service destroyed your cd. Curse them! Next time, I'll send it by airmail, that should go better. Rage.
Anyway, HERE is your cd! And, bonus, cover art! The front HERE and the back HERE! Hopefully Photobucket didn't muck it up too terribly much...
Mind still blown by 24. Okay, not really, but somewhat! Someone should watch it with me! There's go to be someone vaguely interested! C'moooooooooooooooooooon. I can't fangirl alone, it's just wrong! I've intrigued my housemates, but I need someone I can have indepth conversations over how Kiefer's manpurse will survive this episode or how snarky Chloe will be in that episode! The hijinks! You know you want to.
The next few days will be so busy. Tomorrow I have another disgusting three hours of Community Nutrition and I have to finish off the second draft of my newsletters. Thursday I have an early morning lab, class all day, appointment at the bank, and 'professional enhancement day' in the evening (CREPE BUFFET!!!!!). And hopefully Friday I'll be going bowling with my class, because we are awesome like that. And I'm sure there's a zillion things to do on Saturday that I can't remember at the moment. Better than sitting around, that was soooooo last week. It really was. Haha...
And now it is one o'clock in the morning and I should be asleep. Stupid brain, shut up! Is it a sign that I tried to type the word 'shut' three times and all that came out was 'shit'? C'mon, brain, let me sleep, please? If I can just get Fall Out Boy to stop dance, dancing (hahaha, I'm sooooo clever) in there...
So sorry the stupid postal service destroyed your cd. Curse them! Next time, I'll send it by airmail, that should go better. Rage.
Anyway, HERE is your cd! And, bonus, cover art! The front HERE and the back HERE! Hopefully Photobucket didn't muck it up too terribly much...
Mind still blown by 24. Okay, not really, but somewhat! Someone should watch it with me! There's go to be someone vaguely interested! C'moooooooooooooooooooon. I can't fangirl alone, it's just wrong! I've intrigued my housemates, but I need someone I can have indepth conversations over how Kiefer's manpurse will survive this episode or how snarky Chloe will be in that episode! The hijinks! You know you want to.
The next few days will be so busy. Tomorrow I have another disgusting three hours of Community Nutrition and I have to finish off the second draft of my newsletters. Thursday I have an early morning lab, class all day, appointment at the bank, and 'professional enhancement day' in the evening (CREPE BUFFET!!!!!). And hopefully Friday I'll be going bowling with my class, because we are awesome like that. And I'm sure there's a zillion things to do on Saturday that I can't remember at the moment. Better than sitting around, that was soooooo last week. It really was. Haha...
And now it is one o'clock in the morning and I should be asleep. Stupid brain, shut up! Is it a sign that I tried to type the word 'shut' three times and all that came out was 'shit'? C'mon, brain, let me sleep, please? If I can just get Fall Out Boy to stop dance, dancing (hahaha, I'm sooooo clever) in there...