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so, um, how 'bout that snowstorm?

Except for the fact that it didn't actually happen. There wasn't even an inch of snow on the ground.

Closing was slowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Not much else of note. I probably eat too much ramen these days, but it is the winter, so I will probably continue to do so.

Latin is also eating my brain like a small fleet of piranhas. But in the best possible way? Hopefully I can properly learn all the conjugations this time through. It is, after all, why I'm taking the class.

Head Over Feet

Why I'm deciding to update with this of all things...

So, life is going fairly well. Have a job in a bookshop. Not paid very well, but life could be much much worse. Maybe more details later.

Directions:
1. Put iTunes/Windows Media Player/whatever on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. Write that song title down no matter how silly it sounds.

Insomniac Meme, why not.Collapse )

So...um...wow...it's been a while.

So, all graduated. Huzzah for useless humanities degrees!

No idea what to do next, so just looking for work. Perhaps someone will hire me eventually.

Aaaaaaaaaaand...that's about it really.

Life's pretty boring. I've been hanging out with some people I haven't seen in a while, so that's been nice.

Oh, Life

Lifey, lifey life.

I'm about to start my last semester of college. This is mildly terrifying.

More immediately, I need to learn my lines, schedule the weekend, and go shopping for stage blood supplies, fabric, and les alcamahols.

Also, write the Nettletons. I owe them a letter. I owe them a lot, actually. I don't think so few days have ever opened up my mind so much.

In other news, the L Word has broken my brain. I don't know why I watch. I'm glad this is the last season, so I can graduate from the present to the past tense in terms of confessed viewership.

While things may not be perfect, they are not by any means bad. I should focus on the good, pull myself together, and have a good semester, jauns be damned.

CATHARS!

I am currently pulling an all-nighter.

There was Les Mis. There was Godspell and Children of Eden. There was Lloyd-Webber.

Darkness still fills the sky, yet it is morning.

My paper has much left yet. It is due at 4:30.

Can I do this? Dare I?

I dare. I must. I will.

Heresy is a bad thing, children. It will eventually get you burned by the inquisition. But before the Albigensian crusade, you could frolic around the south of France and practice your pious, vegan ways in perfect innocence and with the blessing of the small rulers.

The tiredness. It comes. But I must not give in.

Hmmm

I really have not much to say. Aside from it's finals. And I'm bizarrely dating David Tennant in my dreams? So odd.

So, because of the lack of news, a meme:

Your rainbow is strongly shaded gray.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

What is says about you: You are an elegant person. You appreciate tradition and wisdom that comes with age. You depend on modern technology and may feel uncomfortable without it.

Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.

Well.

I'm directing a show.

I'm directing a show with a cast of 23.

I'm directing a show with a cast of 23 that happens to be a Jacobean tragedy.

I'm directing a show with a cast of 23 that happens to be a Jacobean tragedy and goes up in February.

I am so excited and so terrified. I have given myself one more day to annoy everyone by talking incessantly about it, and then I go back into full-on 'Two Gents' mode until after Thanksgiving. But, ah! So excited. And terrified. And I need to get more money. Hopefully CLCE will smile on me and on my co-sponsors.

Memes and the Inferno

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Behold... My Future
 I will marry Guy Henry. Â
 After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Cambridge in our fabulous Apartment. Â
 We will have 2 kid(s) together. Â
 Our family will zoom around in a red Aston Martin.
 I will spend my days as a lawyer, and live happily ever after. Â
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whats your future
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I have decided to re-read the Inferno. Unfortunately my copy is from 1954, and I am craving the Pinsky version. Perhaps I shall order it.

Also, my parents are singing. Mustang Sally. They have a gig with people from the church. So all 4 of them sing in the room next to this one. It is mildly jarring.

Game 6! Here's hoping. Go Green!

I have...

my last final in about 2 hours. Clearly that means I should be lurking on LJ.

Well, well, well. Another year almost gone (with the exception of the oh-dear-I'm fucked Greek tragedy final and the nebulous Tyler paper on Menagerie).

Summer will be here soon...I'm set for July and possibly August, but whatever shall I do with June? Maybe I can just sleep through the entire thing...

I want to walk out into the sun in a swarm of flies, leaving a liberated city behind me. But perhaps that is just the Sartre talking.

Also? Everyone in Greek tragedy? Is a tool.

I really hate spring

I'm not sure why. Somehow, when everything is bright outside, I just feel worse.

Of course this may have something to do with my, as of yet, unfinished paper.

Christ and Sarah crashed on my floor last night, which was awesome. I also passed out after multiple, multiple beers. Which was also kind of awesome. I really needed the sleep.

I'm doing laundry. Clean clothes always help matters.