Purring Pocket Music-Boxes
Listening: So She Dances - Josh Groban
A waltz when she walks in the room
She pulls back the hair from her face
She turns to the window
To sway in the moonlight
Even her shadow has grace.
Wow, been a while. And this one won't be terribly long, as it's 9:20 a.m. and I have a Classics Mythology class to get to in about forty minutes. But I figured I ought to put something up here, just for the sake of doing so.
So, the first two weeks of MUN have gone pretty well so far. With the exception of my getting into the wrong Linguistics class and having to transfer into a different one, and then finding out that this other course has its first exam a week from today. Hurrah. Whatever, it's Phonetics and Phonology, and as long as you know where the tongue goes you're pretty much fine.
Please ignore how suggestive that sounded.
This will be my last week of retard-o Wal-Mart scheduling! I finally got around to having it changed, so now I have Sundays off to do whatever. (Mostly MUN stuff, but also sleeping. Sleeping on Sundays is nice!) My Fridays and Saturdays are still open to booking, but in all honesty, I don't care, because I have just as much fun going out after work. Also, I've had like three Fridays off in a row as of tonight, so I can't really complain.
On the note of tonight, shenanigans are in the works. I am wildly excited, because there is a mad bash planned for Benji's house tonight, and it's going to involve all the group + random MUN people + WarioWare Smooth Moves + Mariokart = squee excited! This will be like the first time that Jamalam will be hanging out with us and I frolic in delight at the prospect of what is to come. I also imagine there will be some molestation of Sake by Colette. And also some other molestation by other parties if we are all lucky enough.
I am squealing with joy right now because I am in the UC by the windows, drinking hot chocolate and watching the snow. It's not retarded snow like we've been having lately, it's pretty snow, the kind people put on postcards and stuff. Romantic snow. Which reminds me: I had a dream the other night. In it, I met this really adorable guy who I was desperately in love with but didn't seem to know I was alive. What seemed like a year later he wandered up and told me that he loved me desperately back, and then a sniper shot him in the temple.
I think it means I'm doomed to spinsterhood.
But, you know. I have the world's best people as friends, so I don't really care.
Icarus is starting to wonder about these dreams.
A waltz when she walks in the room
She pulls back the hair from her face
She turns to the window
To sway in the moonlight
Even her shadow has grace.
Wow, been a while. And this one won't be terribly long, as it's 9:20 a.m. and I have a Classics Mythology class to get to in about forty minutes. But I figured I ought to put something up here, just for the sake of doing so.
So, the first two weeks of MUN have gone pretty well so far. With the exception of my getting into the wrong Linguistics class and having to transfer into a different one, and then finding out that this other course has its first exam a week from today. Hurrah. Whatever, it's Phonetics and Phonology, and as long as you know where the tongue goes you're pretty much fine.
Please ignore how suggestive that sounded.
This will be my last week of retard-o Wal-Mart scheduling! I finally got around to having it changed, so now I have Sundays off to do whatever. (Mostly MUN stuff, but also sleeping. Sleeping on Sundays is nice!) My Fridays and Saturdays are still open to booking, but in all honesty, I don't care, because I have just as much fun going out after work. Also, I've had like three Fridays off in a row as of tonight, so I can't really complain.
On the note of tonight, shenanigans are in the works. I am wildly excited, because there is a mad bash planned for Benji's house tonight, and it's going to involve all the group + random MUN people + WarioWare Smooth Moves + Mariokart = squee excited! This will be like the first time that Jamalam will be hanging out with us and I frolic in delight at the prospect of what is to come. I also imagine there will be some molestation of Sake by Colette. And also some other molestation by other parties if we are all lucky enough.
I am squealing with joy right now because I am in the UC by the windows, drinking hot chocolate and watching the snow. It's not retarded snow like we've been having lately, it's pretty snow, the kind people put on postcards and stuff. Romantic snow. Which reminds me: I had a dream the other night. In it, I met this really adorable guy who I was desperately in love with but didn't seem to know I was alive. What seemed like a year later he wandered up and told me that he loved me desperately back, and then a sniper shot him in the temple.
I think it means I'm doomed to spinsterhood.
But, you know. I have the world's best people as friends, so I don't really care.
Icarus is starting to wonder about these dreams.
posted by Icarus at 4:51 AM
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