this isn't a memory, this is a fantasy
I am in the pain-in-the-ass process of replacing all of my House episodes with DVD rips and it wouldn't be an issue except for the fact that I have a million WIP videos so if I delete the original video files, all of that work would be lost. So I'm going to have to have two versions of every episode with a logo until I finish all of these. Which will probably be in 5 years. No but logos bug, I am so done with that shit and I figure I should probably do this while I have a Megaupload account.
I had the coolest dream last night - there was a clothing store entirely devoted to things that Lisa Edelstein has worn. It was gorgeous, I literally saw dresses from specific events on the racks. And the girls that worked there were so helpful and sweet, I was having so much fun and to one of them I was like, "WHERE ARE THE STRIPPER SHOES?!" and she pointed me to them and I TRIED THEM ON except when they were on they were suddenly boots but I think that was because in the actual episode she has knee-high socks on so that was my subconscious' way of demonstrating that. And there was even a section where you could buy canned food and things to donate to charity in her name, it was so fucking beautiful!! I also dreamt that we were locked in Victoria's Secret afterhours and they said we could just have whatever we wanted so I basically grabbed every bra that I could find in my size, there were bags and bags and bags of bras and pink tissue paper, it was A+, I WISH IT WAS REAL.
I start classes tomorrow. Two of them are online, Oceanography and Statistics for Business and Economics, and then one is IRL, that would be Ceramics, but there's a B/W Photography class that I'm really hoping opens up. I mean, there's one available at present but it's with the DICK VIDEO TEACHER and I will not go down that road again. God I just reread that and I am angry all over again even though it is 2 years old. IDK. And I'm still doing Logic work this term, too. I tried to order all of my books but the website is down and being a pain in my ass. School is such a pain in the ass. "Pain in the ass" is like, the choice phrase of this entry, apparently.
YOU GUYS, MY ROOM IS CLEAN. This is definitely entry-worthy because my room is rarely, if ever, clean. Like, I keep forgetting it's clean, it surprises me every single time I walk in. Or when I go to leave, I find myself instinctively walking as if there is a huge mound of clothes I have to step over.
I had the coolest dream last night - there was a clothing store entirely devoted to things that Lisa Edelstein has worn. It was gorgeous, I literally saw dresses from specific events on the racks. And the girls that worked there were so helpful and sweet, I was having so much fun and to one of them I was like, "WHERE ARE THE STRIPPER SHOES?!" and she pointed me to them and I TRIED THEM ON except when they were on they were suddenly boots but I think that was because in the actual episode she has knee-high socks on so that was my subconscious' way of demonstrating that. And there was even a section where you could buy canned food and things to donate to charity in her name, it was so fucking beautiful!! I also dreamt that we were locked in Victoria's Secret afterhours and they said we could just have whatever we wanted so I basically grabbed every bra that I could find in my size, there were bags and bags and bags of bras and pink tissue paper, it was A+, I WISH IT WAS REAL.
I start classes tomorrow. Two of them are online, Oceanography and Statistics for Business and Economics, and then one is IRL, that would be Ceramics, but there's a B/W Photography class that I'm really hoping opens up. I mean, there's one available at present but it's with the DICK VIDEO TEACHER and I will not go down that road again. God I just reread that and I am angry all over again even though it is 2 years old. IDK. And I'm still doing Logic work this term, too. I tried to order all of my books but the website is down and being a pain in my ass. School is such a pain in the ass. "Pain in the ass" is like, the choice phrase of this entry, apparently.
YOU GUYS, MY ROOM IS CLEAN. This is definitely entry-worthy because my room is rarely, if ever, clean. Like, I keep forgetting it's clean, it surprises me every single time I walk in. Or when I go to leave, I find myself instinctively walking as if there is a huge mound of clothes I have to step over.