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30 January 2006 @ 11:16 am
Thoughts on life.  
In the past four days, I have:

1) Eaten the hell out of brunch, every day.
2) Woken up before 9 AM, every day.
3) Written ten pages of paper.
4) Read about three hundred pages of art history homework, and a hell of a lot more lit homework.
5) Watched the hell out of a shit ton of Nip/Tuck at Lyra's.
5a) Discovered that I am fiercely protective of Chrstian Troy.
5b) No, but really. Fiercely protective. When Kit McGraw is on screen, I begin to growl like a rabid beast.

Other news includes the fact that for nearly a week now I've been wearing the most uncomfortable bras I own because they're the only clean ones. Laundry, you are my curse, and my fate.
Current Mood: lazylazy
Current Music: Run-Snow Patrol
Adoable Frunk: holding hands clarklyra_sena on January 30th, 2006 04:19 pm (UTC)
You and Laundry will never come to a happy arrangement, will you?

(come back and watch the rest of the season with me!)
pure FORESHADOWING: nifra_idril on January 30th, 2006 04:23 pm (UTC)
How could Laundry and I ever come to a happy agreement? Laundry haunts my every breath, an ill omened, ill scented, reminder of days gone past, filled with virulent strains of nostalgia and dirt. God, how I loathe it.