you can't do that with a tiffany lamp!

I writed a poem. how'd that happen?

speaking of poetry, I should pick a piece of Yeats to analyze for Monday. or something.


maybe his ear.

Dear MoveOn member,

( Big Internet operators like AT&T and Verizon want the power to decide which Web sites open properly on our computers—giving them control over what we do and where we search online. So far, Congress has caved to their demands. )

cliquez ici to join the cause (and maybe win me an iPod Nano or B/N gift certificate? @.@)

you guys? I just had a startling and strange revelation and I'm not sure where it came from because I'm writing about Dickinson for one paper and Victorian fairies (the magical kind, and also Oscar Wilde) for the other one, but anyway, this is the thought that came to me when I've been up much too late and:

House is totally a father figure thing to Cameron.
...only, more vaguely than I stated it and anyway I don't think either of them are aware of it and Cameron's DEFINITELY not aware of it but anyway they should therefore not have sex.
thereforeTHEREFORE, writers need to stop wedging it into the episodes hinting at it because that's like taking the train of character-interactions-thus-far-in-the-series and swapping the tracks and making it turn way too fast than makes sense in a direction that makes all the other traincars go "WHAT?" and is probably going to end in a crash, or the train going off a cliff, or something.

yeah, and y'all thought this "WHAT? FOREMAN'S ACTUALLY NOT A TEDDY BEAR?" thing was bad.



the preceeding can be considered evidence for why mel should not make posts at 3:30 in the morning, especially on her public journal.

[ETA: I think my banana just squeaked. what the hell.]

SO. HERE'S THE SKINNY.

beautiful, ultra-warm, sunshiny weather
+
158 minutes phone time with __dtrain (♥)
+
nectarine-flavoured Snapple white tea
+
OK Go doing their ridiculously awesome thing
+
the guts to chat with Damian and Dan and get their namey-scribbles on Leonardo (the Il Cenacolo tote bag), even if by the end of it I was shaking too badly (I AM A WEENIE, SEE) to go get the other two scribbles to make a full set

=

OMG AWESOME


I also love love LOVE how our schoolwide coping mechanism for the busiest, harshest weekend in the term is to GO OUT ON THE QUAD AND GET TOTALLY WASTED. no seriously. ♥

...I just have so much love for everybody right now, actually. and a not-cherry-tree flower floating in a shallow bowl :)


(p.s. smileysweetie, I actually see very little Cillian in Damian, but some, a little bit, and he's a total cutie completely aside from that, so yeah)

o_o

OK Go on the quad tomorrow afternoon? that's news. maybe I'll hang out my window and watch/listen :]

GIMME PROMPTS!

Mel's breakfast this morning: 1 marshmallow peep in peak condition (slightly dry/stale having been out overnight)

also, my 11:30 class has been cancelled due to my professor's injured ankle from falling down walking up the building's steps, leaving me to laze about and watch House write papers watch House write papers all afternoon (at least until poetry class).

it's shaping up to be a ... decent day. :)

[ETA: CURRIED CARROT SOUP FOR LUNCH!!!! I am a very happy kitten. this day is officially better-than-decent!]

Allergies: 1

Caffeine, sugar, and I-was-actually-awake-at-6-this-morning-before-I-fell-asleep-again-after-breakfast: 0


I swear to god I packed some "Wal-itin" somewhere~

so I'm watching 'Whose Line Is It Anyway?' on Youtube and in between all the laughing and more laughing there was a line about Adam Ant! it made me squeak and then think of a bunch of you ladies, especially the_automatik and smileysweetie :)

click the link and check it out; it's the greenscreen field reporter sketch about halfway through :D though the rest of the ep is painfully hilarious in the way that only Whose Line can be...

-crossposted over here so you kids can get in on the musicky fun, but you really ought to join audiochallenge if you haven't-

( AAH IT'S A MIX! )