cimorene

cool with the japanese, not so happy about the greek which is glowering balefully at me from under the edge of my big heap o' papers on the floor. yes, i know i have not done it yet. no, you needn't remind me, thank you. motherfucker. it might be a bad sign, i realized, when you read the instructions on your japanese drill page (repeat until you can say them smoothly) as repeat until you're blue in the face. no, blue in the face is the result of trying as hard as so many people unfortunately must to become cute: to others, natch, it comes... er... (damn, have written self into linguistic cul-de-sac again) naturally. (*grmph*)

i'm hearing murmurs about more of the yumminess that is timbertrick from

silviakundera. please? *soulful hobbit eyes* (she said, mixing her genres without a twinge of hesitation or a shred of guilt). again, why with the timbertrick? it doesn't make sense. i need a timbertrick shirt, though. hm. did dishes but not laundry. was clearly trying to make more work for tuesday, my mini-weekend.

procrastination, thy name is cim.

right. greek. *grits teeth*