I just emailed my essay with approx. one minute to spare. Because I am way smart. But I am done with essays forever (that are due this week)!! Which means I should probably start on the ones due next week pretty soon, so I don't get in this predicament again, but then, who thinks that'll ever actually happen with me? Phaugh.
At least my life currently feels like my own again. But my YM is busted. It no worky. I'm pretending it's just sick and it'll be better tomorrow. (I miss
f1renzeness! I'll send you more illegal emails from work.)
I have a meeting with my advisor on Wednesday at 2:20. I'm saying it here so that I:
a) remember to attend said meeting
b) actually read through class schedule for spring so that she has something to advise
c) annoy my entire flist with useless information
d) all of the above
Speaking of the ol' flist, I have comments to make and to reply to. This will happen soon. Because I am totally not a procrastinator. (Oh yes, I see your eyes scanning back up to the first paragraph of this post! I SEE YOU! Don't listen to a word I said. You obviously have no faith in me.)
Random hugs for differing reasons to
spookypeach (your voicemail message made me guffaw, dear, but that's very good to hear! happy halloween),
sisabet (yay, you're welcome :D),
pipsqueaky (yay iMac!),
jesslaughin,
sathinks,
mcfeste, and various other people whom I won't randomly call out.
Just realized I've forgotten the difference between "metaphor" and "analogy". How horrid. Scuttling off to dictionary.com and then to bed.
P.S. For current state of
sweetestdrain's love life, please refer to subject title. Then recall that Morrissey (of The Smiths fame), despite having crazy awesome hair (which, by the way, I cut my hair!), was a self-professed asexual and very emo man who wrote songs about shoplifters, Oscar Wilde, and crazy teenage yearnings to make out on railroad tracks. And was also kinda gay.
P.P.S. I may eventually write QAF fanfic again, but that day is not near in the future. My tastes are running more toward Mounties, spaceships and girl detectives. If you wish to defriend me, for this or any other reason, feel free. I won't be offended. Amnesty!