No new news
What the hell?
Oh well.
No new blogs or secret messages to me in ones and zeros
No lonely bros
insisting we should meet at Carrow’s, dressed like pharoes
be careless with our sugar packet wars
and get thrown out of doors
Tonight I’m reading ‘Host Club’,
a literary English dub
Somewhat confusing
amusing
Reading fiction by fans of the Doctor and his Love
His Rose of the Estates, a community with no gates
swept away by the fates
until he overcomes and defeats the dimensions
and releases some tension
after he tells her he loves her
unlike like a brother
and finds out she can live forever
I waste time and contemplate my stress
layers of projects and must do’s piling up
testing my ability
my sanity
my mental agility
to fulfill these obligations
before I traverse the nation
but not the universe
in hopes of becoming a star
of pen and ink
and clattering keys
eating rice with cheese
and sending you this curse, this crap
this white-girl rap.
I stayed up late last night, even though I was thrashed — because I could, you know? I goofed off on my computer and read fan fics. I went with Briggs to Kinkos around 1am to print out my homework project. When we got back, I decided I could stay awake longer enough for ‘Heroes’ (which I did). However, once I put on Buffy, I had lost my stamina and I crashed.
I slept until around 11:30 today. BLISS.
I have an essay to write today (definitely less bliss) and a ton of stuff that needs doing.
–I need to call or go over and reserve a pod thingy.
–I need to make an optometrist appointment so I can get contacts.
–I need to shower (very important…yesterday was gross and sweaty and last night brought me passing out, not taking time to shower. I was barely mentally functional enough to wash my face.)
–School, of course.
–Time to start packing, time to start weeding out the grain from the chaff.
–All that other stuff that I can’t think of right now ’cause caffeine is still making it’s first slow cycle…This was one of those mornings that, for some reason, the kettle didn’t whistle…like the little cover thing wasn’t quite sitting right or something? So I put it on to heat, and woke up half an hour later to an empty, roasting kettle. Caffeine consumption was, therefore, somewhat delayed.
I brought Locutus of Bear home from work yesterday. Now he is sitting on the TV rack watching me. <3
Ok…time to get moving.
Who wants to write me an essay?
