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- So "humiliation class", as thesis seminar has now been affectionately dubbed, didn't start this week. I've been nervous for three days for nothing >.< NEXT friday. Apparently there was an email.
- Going to parents' place later today for the weekend. I need my sneakers and my crocheting, can't quite settle in without them. I get to clean out the cottage, and brother wanted to show me his new keyboard. (It's much better than what he had before, because *cue things that make no sense to me*.) He's in planning mode, and this apparently involves hoarding instruments.
- I'm going to have to return the handy-cam to dad, which is sad. (Though not if you're my flatmate. Poor lillannan is the star of several hours worth of truly pointless footage.)
- My external hard-drive fell on the floor, and I spent most of Tuesday hunting down the store that could recover my files. (Yes, hunting down the store. It had moved. It was not easy to find. And it was raining.)
- I'm going to be 27 in less than a month. ... I have no idea what to do with that. I think I want cake, and lots of it. (
tinypinkmouse, remember that cake you made the one time? With the nutella and the marzipan? I think I want that cake.) My original plan was to allow myself to freak out about this, becuase I did such a good job of keeping cool through 25 & 26, but I can't seem to muster enough panic. Mostly I'm just excited about the possibility of a party. Because there will be a party. It may end up being a party of just me and leftover pálinka and season 3 of SPN, but there will be a party. I will ask lots of people. Everyone's schedules will clash, and nothing will work out, but I will celebrate my goddamned birthday.
- I had a dream where Jensen Ackles was married to a blonde woman, and he was cursed so she thought he was hurting her children, and then she drove away in a tractor, and he cried and was carried inside by some random big guy. I remember watching from the sidelines and think "god, this is bad. That's totally OOC."
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- Going to parents' place later today for the weekend. I need my sneakers and my crocheting, can't quite settle in without them. I get to clean out the cottage, and brother wanted to show me his new keyboard. (It's much better than what he had before, because *cue things that make no sense to me*.) He's in planning mode, and this apparently involves hoarding instruments.
- I'm going to have to return the handy-cam to dad, which is sad. (Though not if you're my flatmate. Poor lillannan is the star of several hours worth of truly pointless footage.)
- My external hard-drive fell on the floor, and I spent most of Tuesday hunting down the store that could recover my files. (Yes, hunting down the store. It had moved. It was not easy to find. And it was raining.)
- I'm going to be 27 in less than a month. ... I have no idea what to do with that. I think I want cake, and lots of it. (
tinypinkmouse, remember that cake you made the one time? With the nutella and the marzipan? I think I want that cake.) My original plan was to allow myself to freak out about this, becuase I did such a good job of keeping cool through 25 & 26, but I can't seem to muster enough panic. Mostly I'm just excited about the possibility of a party. Because there will be a party. It may end up being a party of just me and leftover pálinka and season 3 of SPN, but there will be a party. I will ask lots of people. Everyone's schedules will clash, and nothing will work out, but I will celebrate my goddamned birthday.
- I had a dream where Jensen Ackles was married to a blonde woman, and he was cursed so she thought he was hurting her children, and then she drove away in a tractor, and he cried and was carried inside by some random big guy. I remember watching from the sidelines and think "god, this is bad. That's totally OOC."
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