So, I'm basically dead on my feet at this point - entirely my own fault for leaving all this writing to do until last night, and not sleeping properly all week - but I'm in the best mood for some reason. For one thing, my "Wellesley Women Who Will...Correct Your Grammar" flask came in, so now I can be all snarky and superior with portable booze! ( Read more... )

Someone just posted the countdown clock for commencement - 100 days. I'm so in denial right now it's not even funny. That is not enough time! I'm not ready to be a real adult! Gah. Can't I just be a student forever?

So, the building I live in at school is just over a hundred years old...and has heating nearly as old. We have these radiators that are reminiscent of the Depression and make noises like there are gnomes inside mining for coal. Yesterday, I, in my usual clumsy grace, spilled some water down the back of my bed and pulled it out to clean up, only to ( Read more... )

In three weeks' time I will be covered in bees. I will be Vader, Lord Vader (of Cheem), I will be Moses, who is Sean Connery, and Steve the Dalek ( Read more... )

Somehow, despite the fact that I haven't had a proper night's sleep all week and feel like I'm about to die, I'm in an irrepressibly good mood! Reasons why:

• Got to see Gloria Steinem speak last night at the student center! She's just generally an amazing person not to mention such an important cultural figure, it was so cool to see her in person. ( Read more... )

So, the major, huge, wonderful thing that's put me in a good mood is that Jennifer and I scheduled another time for her to come and visit! Now, not only is that pretty freaking awesome, but it means she'll be here for our school's like one major party, Dyke Ball. I haven't been to one since my first year (well, except for an "underground" one ( Read more... )

So, first week of classes of my last semester ever. Gah. So, yeah, stuff happened.

I'll start off with TV squee - Torchwood was ok this week, I'm sort of meh about Tosh but the WWI boy was loooovely. As was the Jack/Ianto bit (see icon). Supernatural I liked but wasn't super wowed by. I generally enjoy Ruby, but am sort of sick of the boys getting ( Read more... )

I'm pretty sure this is the best poem ever written:

Mea Culpa - Jacques Prevert

C'est ma faute
C'est ma faute
C'est ma tres grande faute d'orthographe
Voila comment j'ecris
Giraffe.

I'm going to end everything I write that way.
Giraffe.

PS. Real update coming soon!
PPS. I totally need an "as if to say Quoi?!" icon
Giraffe.

Incestuous threesome I'd most like to be a part of: Me, Sarah-Jane Potts and Andrew Lee Potts. I'm hoping there would be faux hawks and fedoras involved. Seriously good genes in that family. They're apparently working on a movie together that's something about a paraplegic and China, and that's all I know but I am so seeing it as soon as it comes ( Read more... )

So, I'm back! I arrived back in the wee hours this morning from my week in Iowa City with Jennifer. We had a lovely time just being together and I'm already in withdrawal and want to go back. 63 days is too long to wait until I see her again! To get my mind off it, I'm trying to concentrate on what I have coming up: before classes start again in a ( Read more... )