This is me in rambling mode. It doesn't happen often these days, so beware.
I look like I'm going to scold a small child there, but much older. :) So heh! A twelve year old is not me. Excellent. Must remember to hand in resume at the BC tomorrow. Applications are due in by the 14th.. so I still have a few days, but better to be safe than sorry.
Spent the day spring cleaning.. Summer cleaning. I don't know, cleaning. I've moved my desk from one side of the room to the other and, while it's better just in general.. as far as accessability, and space-in-my-room.. it does leave a massive chunk of nothingness on one side where James and my desks both used to be.. once it's all clean I think I'll get another bookshelf. I'm running out of space for my writing, etc.
Looks carry a person a long way in this world, I think. It makes me worry, but as long as I have accessories and shoes and bags and glasses, I guess it doesn't really matter. The end.
..Life is short - you're capable..
Edit: Quote of the day, taken from the Channel that doesn't exist.
Moth: It's like they say, you build a fence, do they call you bashy the fence builder? No. You dam a river, do they call you bashy the dammer? No. You fuck a fish ONCE...