I'm naked and I'm far from home
Nov. 6th, 2005 01:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
themeletorugh...
I feel like blargh, and want to sleep. pissed at myself for not cutting the ice sequence like I said I would today... and I don't actually know what I did get done. no, seriously. my grand accomplishment was flying out of the dorm at quarter past seven to get some dinner before the dining hall closed.
which means tomorrow I have to: finish the vid (hopefully; otherwise it'll be next weekend when I can work on it again), read In A Lonely Place, and finish the makeover fic (new BoP clips online make me happy). and my calendar says tomorrow is also my replying-to-any-comments-I-may-have-missed day. I might bite said calendar in the face and move the fb housekeeping to later this week.
lunch with George tomorrow. the time will probably be split up equally between nattering about the Nightwing TPB he lent me / my endlessly thanking him for taking me (Friday) to the first coffee shop I've been to since moving here and allowing my increasingly freaked-out psyche to calm to the tune of a hazelnut latte.
--technically, there's a cafe on campus, but I just haven't really felt like going there.
*this post has been interrupted due to A SEMI NEARLY HIT MY PIRATE ON HER WAY HOME FROM WORK*
I'm out.
[ETA: Just got off the phone with pirate, and now I'm hungry (what??) instead of sleeping-to-allow-for-being-awake-some-time-before-noon. pah, it was worth it, and I think I have a box of crackers around here somewhere...]
I feel like blargh, and want to sleep. pissed at myself for not cutting the ice sequence like I said I would today... and I don't actually know what I did get done. no, seriously. my grand accomplishment was flying out of the dorm at quarter past seven to get some dinner before the dining hall closed.
which means tomorrow I have to: finish the vid (hopefully; otherwise it'll be next weekend when I can work on it again), read In A Lonely Place, and finish the makeover fic (new BoP clips online make me happy). and my calendar says tomorrow is also my replying-to-any-comments-I-may-have-missed day. I might bite said calendar in the face and move the fb housekeeping to later this week.
lunch with George tomorrow. the time will probably be split up equally between nattering about the Nightwing TPB he lent me / my endlessly thanking him for taking me (Friday) to the first coffee shop I've been to since moving here and allowing my increasingly freaked-out psyche to calm to the tune of a hazelnut latte.
--technically, there's a cafe on campus, but I just haven't really felt like going there.
*this post has been interrupted due to A SEMI NEARLY HIT MY PIRATE ON HER WAY HOME FROM WORK*
I'm out.
[ETA: Just got off the phone with pirate, and now I'm hungry (what??) instead of sleeping-to-allow-for-being-awake-some-time-before-noon. pah, it was worth it, and I think I have a box of crackers around here somewhere...]
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Date: 2005-11-05 11:22 pm (UTC)And... WEST SIDE STORY ICON! Greatest fooking musical ever made. *hearts*
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Date: 2005-11-05 11:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-11-06 12:52 am (UTC)mmmmmhm. gorgeous show.
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