mrowr

So my bedside alarm clock somehow reset itself to 12:00. No idea why. This happened a few days ago and I hadn't fixed it. Woke up bleary-eyed this morning, and peered at desk clock. I swear it said 9:40am. So I said a very bad word and twisted over to fix the bedside clock and set the alarm for 10. Grudgingly uncoiled from bed at exactly 10. Stumbled to desk. Um. It was 9am.

Yay for declining vision and my stubborn denial of it.

Dove back into bed, burrowed into pillows and tugged covers over head. Where I desperately wish I was now.

Need. More. Sleep. Mowr.

Dear god, I don't want to write my webdraft thingie. No I didn't do it on Sunday night.

On a positive note, it's gorgeous outside. Blue skies and all. Yay! Maybe I'll go for a walk around Greenlake today. If it's not too arctic.

purr

Could he be any cuter? No, I don't think so. No, YOU don't think so either.




*coo*

zZzzZzzzz...

Man. I am so freaking tired. I have no idea why. Maybe it's because of this pending re-design job. Just looking at it hurts my eyes.

I sketched out some basic ideas. It's a rough draft for some peer editing thingie on Tuesday and the writing is what I really want the editing help with. So um, yes that will be done. I really should do more on it. *whinebitchmoan*

Sarah and I should form a Procrastinator's Anonymous. Wow. There are so many cheesy jokes to be made there. *lets it go*

Randomness:

I should have some breakfast too. Hrm. Rather, looking at the clock, uh, dinner.
Finished knitting Kik's scarf and have enough wool left to do a wee hat for her. Going to borrow Judy's size 7 needles for that.
I want caffeine. But am afraid I'll be up all night, then.
Wow, I have no idea where this day went. I got up. Worked. And now um, it's night. And dark out.

ooooo

So Sarah's just shared the most hilarious, most glorious and most completely... WRONG bit of information with me. Apparently the guy who played Principal Snyder on Buffy was in some StarTrek thingie, which I don't know which one because I haven't watched any of 'em, and he played a um Ferengi(?) and had um erogenous ears. And someone was seducing him by touching his ears. I have the most... omg wrong images in my head. I think I may be hysterical for the next hour over this.



Doesn't it make you just want to grab his ears?

wtf, mate

As I post every 10 minutes.

Yeah, I really don't want to do the re-design thingie. Apparently I'd rather direct all my energy bitching about it, instead.

Let's celebrate, shall we? I just got my first LJ Porn Spam.

"hey! I like your Journal... I've been reading it off and on for awhile.. im 21-f-Canada ... check out my pics and maybe we can talk if you like me. Click here"

Because, I can't find skanky porn on my own.

Yeah. That got deleted/banned. Sheesh.

wow

I hate nights that Sarah goes to bed early. Not that I begrudge her for it. God knows she needs the sleep.

*bored senseless*

I've made some progress on the stupid assignment, but god. I'm so hyper. And so restless. This reminds me of undergrad. When I was a crazed bundle of energy and people would have to shield themselves from the force of my personality.

I just shot Joe a quick reminiscent email. He was often a victim of my spaz in those days. I miss him.

I'm so bored. And yet unable to go to sleep. Yes, LotR is on. Cast Commentary, woo! I need to go run a lap around the block or something.

I have no idea what to do with myself. Hrm. If I could focus my mind, there'd be a million things to do. Read upcoming book club book. Work more on project.

In other exciting news, awaiting second season Queer as Folk discs. What an amazing show. After the first episode, I wasn't sure it was for me. It was so hardcore graphic. And it's not that I don't like naked people as much as the next person, but it was pretty intense. Sarah and I were talking about it and agreed that it was because you don't tend to see such open gay-sex. So it's startling. I think it's amazing they created this show. And as I watched first season I became more and more invested in the characters, It's been fun writing recaps for Sarah. Maybe as I continue to do them, I'll toss them up on a page. They're detailed because I didn't want her to miss anything. Now if I could only get a job working for TWoP.

Oh. I have to remember to take needle and thread to class tomorrow. I promised the cute guy from my class that I'd teach him how to sew buttons on shirts. Apparently he has a stack of shirts without buttons and is sad. He's very cool. And it's nice to have a new Gaiman fan to talk to. He's finally making his way through Sandman and enjoying it.

I wish I was going home for Thanksgiving. I wonder if they'll do it without me. Lest that sound arrogant, I usually make Thanksgiving dinner. It's not a Paki holiday. There was just no way to go home now and then go home again in early December for winter break.

Also tomorrow is Eid, and I couldn't make it down for that either. On the positive, no waking up at 5am and driving to downtown with everyone. But I'm bummed to miss the party tomorrow night.

I want it to be Dec 12 already. Mowr.