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All this BPAL business leaves me feeling inspired to read the English translation of Patrick Süskind's Das Parfum. I have the original German version, but I just don't think that my comprehension skills are up to snuff--maybe enough to get by with a pocket dictionary at hand, but not enough to really appreciate it ( Read more... )

Upon discovering on Monday that I had more money left over from my trip than I'd originally thought, I resolved to go shopping ( Read more... )

When I'm not sleeping (but in my room anyway) I typically sprawl sideways in bed, face peering over the side while doing computer things. The laptop sits on an empty shoe box on the floor, the screen tilted upward to me, my chin propped on one of the "hug" pillows ( Read more... )

"And why aren't you well-rested?"

Because I wanted to see the end of the Star Trek: TNG two-parter on Sci-Fi (in spite of the fact that I've seen the Spock-defects-to-Romulus episodes before). And because I was on the internets until midnight. And then messing around with my iPod for another half-hour for no good reason ( Read more... )