"oh my god, jules! the bullshit meter's through the roof!"
It's hugelaurie's birthday! Well technically it was yesterday, as it's the seventeenth here, but still. STILL.
Happy barfday Ms. Hueg! Keep rockin' the pink text and flashy icons and gratuitous capslock like you always do so well, orright? HAVE A LOVELY DAY!
God I want to die, pansy anaemic i-can't-carry-O2-gud blood + monthly loss of said already rather ineffectual blood = oh my, everything is spinning and my head is about to explode won't somebody save me!? I missed going to a post-exams barbecue on Thursday night partially because I'm a douche and totally forgot about it but also because I slept for thirteen hours that night. Last night I went for a half-an-hour walk and came home and collapsed in bed for another twelve hours. SHOOT ME. Please? I SORT OF WANT TO GO ON A POST-EXAMS BENDER but instead I think I'm going out for coffee and print club with various people tomorrow. Or a picnic? Outside Crown with the awesome fountains? The weather is supposed to be insanely warm and happy-bringing, so that's an option too!
So yesterday, being Friday and a day off because I didn't have any exams any more (thank Christ!), I spent the day on the couch with my NCIS DVDs alternately mainlining the Ari arc, and talking to various people on the phone. 'Bête Noire' in particular, where it all starts off, and 'Twilight' too, break my heart. I had more coherent thoughts earlier about this, and the whole Ari thing and how that messed with the team dynamics majorly but my brain seems to have melted. Also, Ari/Kate. So so wrong (let's just conveniently ignore the fact he sniped her down, shall we?), but the hate and the tension between (not to mention Ari's relentless pursuit of her)? See, brain. Gone.
Poll line up the targets, focus on sight
eta: I forgot to mention: small fandom haikuathon! Come and play!
Happy barfday Ms. Hueg! Keep rockin' the pink text and flashy icons and gratuitous capslock like you always do so well, orright? HAVE A LOVELY DAY!
God I want to die, pansy anaemic i-can't-carry-O2-gud blood + monthly loss of said already rather ineffectual blood = oh my, everything is spinning and my head is about to explode won't somebody save me!? I missed going to a post-exams barbecue on Thursday night partially because I'm a douche and totally forgot about it but also because I slept for thirteen hours that night. Last night I went for a half-an-hour walk and came home and collapsed in bed for another twelve hours. SHOOT ME. Please? I SORT OF WANT TO GO ON A POST-EXAMS BENDER but instead I think I'm going out for coffee and print club with various people tomorrow. Or a picnic? Outside Crown with the awesome fountains? The weather is supposed to be insanely warm and happy-bringing, so that's an option too!
So yesterday, being Friday and a day off because I didn't have any exams any more (thank Christ!), I spent the day on the couch with my NCIS DVDs alternately mainlining the Ari arc, and talking to various people on the phone. 'Bête Noire' in particular, where it all starts off, and 'Twilight' too, break my heart. I had more coherent thoughts earlier about this, and the whole Ari thing and how that messed with the team dynamics majorly but my brain seems to have melted. Also, Ari/Kate. So so wrong (let's just conveniently ignore the fact he sniped her down, shall we?), but the hate and the tension between (not to mention Ari's relentless pursuit of her)? See, brain. Gone.
Poll line up the targets, focus on sight
eta: I forgot to mention: small fandom haikuathon! Come and play!