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Nov 27, 2009 23:44

Thanksgiving was lovely; we got a fifteen-pound turkey for eleven of us, so had leftovers before going out this evening. Everything was so pretty; the Christmas lights are all up, and there's so many trees. I will try to take pictures to demonstrate this all, since there is nothing to indicate that I am good at textual expression. Or typing, only that is mostly linked to my total lack of desire to start work on "Locating Mass Graves of Late Medieval England: You're Probably Standing on One Right Freaking Now."





THWARTED AGAIN. Seriously, what is this, nhl.com. I want to give you my money, and you clearly don't want to take it. Which might be all for the best, and conveniently allows me to make an ideological statement re: your inability to produce anything functional that is sized for women. This is not the direction I want to be working in when doing my Christmas shopping!

In other news, my hair was perfect today. The humidity here is awful mostly, except that it makes it super-easy to form perfect ringlets, and they stay alllll day long. Tried a new hairspray as well, which is for finish, rather than volume, and it kept flyways totally down. This may fail miserably when I go back to New York, where it will be dry and cold; maybe I will cope, or maybe I will just iron it straight and wear hats all the time. FASCINATING I'M SURE.

Now, I really am going to go work on fic. Epic Canadiens are epic, clocking in at 10 000 words. Well, 9 494, and I am totally going back to it now. Yuletide also hit the mystical word count, and is looking highly awesome.

life:mebeingself-important, writing:notdoingit

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