it's been a long week, and it's almost over. on sunday, the second semester begins. i'm precisely two pages closer to the twenty or thirty that i am required to submit in the next two weeks. a stuffy nose and the odd cough tell me that i'm coming down with something, and i severely hope that i'm wrong. *cough*
the week. backwards. and in a bit of a rush:
dorian gray is a beautiful destruction of all that is good in the book. the changes were entirely unnecessary and all to the detriment of the story. great atmosphere, though. the actual story would have been handled wonderfully.
witnessing fighting on the other side of the road with a mouth full of shuwarma in the rain.
another fun creative writing workshop. i got all sorts of criticism on this is no time for an orgy, but it was appreciated. i'm intrigued that everyone thinks this is stuff i care about. i guess if i had time to write fiction i'd be taking those efforts instead.
paper time! i got a whole two pages done. to be fair, the introduction is probably the trickiest bit as i've already done all the hard work. i hope.
getting work out of the way: and the task list keeps on growing. at least i billed before the month was technically out - if things go as planned, i'll be back in black by the end of the month :)
early night, late morning. it was a blustery day - stormy and windy enough to make me incredibly glad that i didn't have to go to the office. i did have to take the dog for a walk, though, and i really didn't want to get out of bed. i tried to study some more after breakfast, but distraction set in.
hannah and her sisters is sweet. a lot of the characters' stupidity is painful to watch, though.
another evening of "i just wanna do nothing".
the vampire game was very, very cool. especially a private scene wherein my character was chained up in a room. my fairly weak, nerdy tremere. who just so happened to be able to conjure a spike and blood-boost his strength enough to free himself, grab the chains, put a corpse in his place and wait behind the door for his captor to enter the room. the sense of success was broken slightly by scrapper forcing me to role-play a really tough decision following that. getting into fictitious characters' heads is tough!
the no-can-do dentist delay: they called in the morning to ask if i could reschedule for a half an hour later, and i said no. i arrived ten minutes early (after an hour of travel), and was informed that i was the first on the list. fifteen minutes later i realized that somebody was being seen to and it wasn't me. "oh! we're terribly sorry, she must have snuck in!"
and you didn't think to check her name? thanks a bunch. could-have-dones included eating or drinking since breakfast, more work, and an earlier gaming session.
i got some tricky, pedantically demanding work done. i am well impressed by chrome's sign-in and sync functionality. speaking of which, there're new privacy issues with google. and i don't care. not because i don't think that privacy is important - i do - but so far the company has used my private info to make my personal experience better. i'll begin bitching when i think they're selling me out.
i began the day being forced to eat my hat on the health aspects of veganism. i'm not going to stop eating meat entirely, but i am going to shift my consumption to a lower gear and take pills instead.
due to the weather forecast we went rollerblading a day early. it was a solid blade, even though we've been lazy for the longest time, and we finished it with delicious vaniglia ice-cream. i sat too long on the internets instead of going to bed directly :/
it was a really, really cold evening.
after dinner, panty and stocking turned out to be a great enough disappointment that i deleted the rest of the season without prejudice. and the first episodes were so promising!
went to pg's parents to say goodbye and pick up the dog, they'll be gone for a couple of weeks.
on the way home i visited the library, they'd sent me an email informing me that the book i'd requested had arrived. i get the feeling i'm the only person writing on shakespeare: did i scare everyone else off? while reading the intro i was reminded of a hint in one of the early sonnets that partially explains the dark mistress' identity ^_^
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