Honey, you should know that I could never go on without you...
I should be in bed. Really. I have a 9am class tomorrow.
I've been listening to Coldplay and Counting Crows this evening. Playing the Sims, eating couscous and generally putzing about. There are about a thousand constructive things that I could be doing that I'm not.
Today was a busy day. I went from one meeting to another... 2 classes, english major meeting (how disappointing), foreign language meeting, RA staff meeting... they all blur together. And I haven't been sleeping enough. But tomorrow, I'm not busy from 2-8, so I might do some letter writing and make my first BTVS award noms. I've just gotten back into Buffy icon making. I had a mostly Buffy-free summer, as I was off doing that cocooning thing that I've been known to do. I might get back into the swing of things once Angel starts back up, but right now, I'm not feeling the 'ol icon lust, y'know?
This is such a waste of an entry.
But I did manage to get a haircut. Mostly, because I did it myself. Two nights ago, Rac walked into my room to find me with a small pile of hair at my feet and scissors in my hands.
What're you DOING?, she exclaimed in that spazztastic way that only Rac can.
But hey, at least I cut it straight.
I should be in bed. Really. I have a 9am class tomorrow.
I've been listening to Coldplay and Counting Crows this evening. Playing the Sims, eating couscous and generally putzing about. There are about a thousand constructive things that I could be doing that I'm not.
Today was a busy day. I went from one meeting to another... 2 classes, english major meeting (how disappointing), foreign language meeting, RA staff meeting... they all blur together. And I haven't been sleeping enough. But tomorrow, I'm not busy from 2-8, so I might do some letter writing and make my first BTVS award noms. I've just gotten back into Buffy icon making. I had a mostly Buffy-free summer, as I was off doing that cocooning thing that I've been known to do. I might get back into the swing of things once Angel starts back up, but right now, I'm not feeling the 'ol icon lust, y'know?
This is such a waste of an entry.
But I did manage to get a haircut. Mostly, because I did it myself. Two nights ago, Rac walked into my room to find me with a small pile of hair at my feet and scissors in my hands.
What're you DOING?, she exclaimed in that spazztastic way that only Rac can.
But hey, at least I cut it straight.