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angelgazing) wrote2005-04-03 11:59 pm
angelgazing) wrote2005-04-03 11:59 pm
starch and carbs and calories, oh my!
A baked potato as a metaphor for the world in twenty-five words or less. Go!
Why, yes, I am bored. No, I didn't get to watch Deadwood because there are some shows you just shouldn't watch with your grandparents in the room. I'm still lost on the brothel!Charlie fic. I still hate that I'm actually researching. I don't research! Ever! I open hp-lexicon.org to see if I spelled all the names correctly, that is the most I have researched anything!
Anyway, spent most of the day lounging, watching Numbers, squeeing over Numebers, (they were wearing the same shirt) reading American Gods and attempting to make icons even semi-pretty and failing in a sort of dramatic way.
I haven't written anything decent since last Tuesday and it's starting to make my brain itch like it's no longer comfortable in my skull. What? That doesn't make me sound completely off my rocker. Ok, it does. Whatever.
::yawns::
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myrafur wins at life!
Unseeing eyes and bitter skin pressured to unfeeling; Ripped from benevolent darkness and scarred by unfeeling hands and unforgiving blades cannot ever again us, sustain.
Let's all give her a biiiig round of applause. ::claps::
Why, yes, I am bored. No, I didn't get to watch Deadwood because there are some shows you just shouldn't watch with your grandparents in the room. I'm still lost on the brothel!Charlie fic. I still hate that I'm actually researching. I don't research! Ever! I open hp-lexicon.org to see if I spelled all the names correctly, that is the most I have researched anything!
Anyway, spent most of the day lounging, watching Numbers, squeeing over Numebers, (they were wearing the same shirt) reading American Gods and attempting to make icons even semi-pretty and failing in a sort of dramatic way.
I haven't written anything decent since last Tuesday and it's starting to make my brain itch like it's no longer comfortable in my skull. What? That doesn't make me sound completely off my rocker. Ok, it does. Whatever.
::yawns::
ETA:
myrafur wins at life!Unseeing eyes and bitter skin pressured to unfeeling; Ripped from benevolent darkness and scarred by unfeeling hands and unforgiving blades cannot ever again us, sustain.
Let's all give her a biiiig round of applause. ::claps::
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