BLARGH ARGH I AM BASICALLY MY ICON. So tired. Friday cannot come soon enough. Even if I am going to spend my weekend baking, grocery shopping, mopping the kitchen floor, and writing a paper. Grad student life: so exciting.

( Glee 2.02 Britney/Brittany )

In my copious spare time, I have been pondering the "blame the writers" phenomenon, spurred by some of the, er, less than good writing of Bones s4 ( Read more... )

DAMN YOU TO HECK, BONES S3 FINALE. *CRIES FOREVER*

Here is a cookie from my eyaiverse fic in progress, which I fear may be a work in progress FOREVER. I am at ~6000 words and it is still a wreck of half-finished scenes. I kind of hate it right now, but I am given to understand every author of longer stuff reaches that point eventually.

( Have some robots. )

O for the days when I had weekends. M-maybe I will end up with Monday off? Maybe I will end up subbing? WHO KNOWS. /whine

I have finished s2 of Bones. It has taught me that true love = shrimp. This is quite a feat, because I loathe seafood. OMG ANGELA/HODGINS ♥ ♥ ♥ Also YAY TEAM and yes, fahye, Booth/Brennan continues to be amazing. In conclusion, ( Read more... )

*points to music* Guess which episode of Bones I just watched? David Boreanaz, ILU forever. Angela is still my favorite of all, but the entire team is WONDERFUL and Booth/Brennan is indeed OTP ( Read more... )

Dear Bones,

I love you. Please stop making me cry with stories featuring hurt and/or dead children/teens.

Love,
Me

;_;

So, the GREs. I continue to be annoyingly awesome at standardized verbal tests. Standardized math tests continue to be annoying. The math the test covered was not math I know well, alas and alack. At least I'm still pretty great at algebra, although applying it in any kind of real-life context is another story. Bottom line: my test scores will be ( Read more... )