Someone needs to tell me that catching up on fanfic & lj and practicing new things learned in PS is not as important as applying for grad school. Really.
Random adventures with my new roommate:
In a Levis store, after seeing the vintage scooter they're using as decoration.
(to Steel) Circe: That scooter is really sexy. Man. I love that scooter. I would have sex with that scoot-" ::bumps into random dude::
random dude accepts my apology and gives me a suspiciously wide smile.
Steel "You realize he heard every word you said, right?"
Circe: "I meant *on* the scooter! Not with! On!"
Steel: "Uh-huh."
After trying on a new BPAL oil:
Circe: "This is supposed to smell like whip leather, cookies, licorice and coal dust."
Steel: ::sniffs:: "You smell like a pedophile. Or a really happy domanatrix."
Circe: "I smell like a pedophile?"
Steel: ::sniffs again:: "You smell like a pedophile scented candle."
-So yes, things are going well with the new roommate. Wheee! I might actually leave my house more during the week for non circus related purposes.
-In lj related news, Steel keeps on telling me I should pimp my manips to like a billion communities but the thought of doing that fills me with unspeakable terror and fear that that would make me a douche.
-Big Apple Comic con this year looks amazing but I will be in FL for a wedding I don't want to go to. My favorite goth night is that weekend too. Sulk, sulk.
I totally will start posting real entries again soon, I promise.
ETA: I just crossposted to a wallpaper community. I feel dirty.