bed? o_O?

i spent a looong, long time re-designing html. finished. i am proud!

was attacked by carnivorous plot bunnies with white teeth today. they latched on and wouldn't let go. and work. first-line bunnies, even. for the anticipated domlijah. which i'm going to write, but am trying to drag my feet so that my darling little wax won't be able to read it before she gives in to inevitability and reads my angsty femmeslash.

the ex did this nifty drop-menu coding for my all-genres website. it's nifty. so may have to use it, despite plainness of font and lack of greek words in logo. although will first have to hunt down appropriate pictures for all the genres. bleh.

must use phone tomorrow. and go to class. weh. mental note. am afraid my brain doesn't accept stylus-imprints at 1 am.

once again, did not do my greek homework. am i subconsciously trying to fail? what, like the professor likes me too much or something???

it rained today. yicky if you must go out, but gorgeous through the window, and it makes the most soothing-warm fuzzies-snuggly sound. at twilight the sky was palest indigo blotted with the outlines of bare trees, white snow luminescent still on the steep slopes and the grass slick and dark with water. black asphalt turned to dark rivers, hazy and suffused with amber under the street lamps. mmm. it looked scrumptious.

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i have the CUTEST dad in the WORLD.

that's all.

star trek: the one true fandom.

gacked this tos character quiz from viggorlijah, and was, not surprisingly, spock. however, it wasn't a very good quiz. ok, i'm a trek snob. but. like. a lot of the choices weren't accurate for the characters they were supposed to be. and, my god, the "finish this sentence: i am..." for sulu said "watashi wa nihongo." i am the japanese language. riiiiiiiiiight. nihonJIN, folks. *snark snark* *kicks things*

feel like reading good tos slash to cheer me up, but the fandom is about as prolific as isaac asimov is currently, and he's dead.

in conclusion, i sleep like a dead chicken, which is to say, not well at all. and i didn't do my homework--did i mention that?

gr. arg. SO annoyed for no reason. *kick*

in order to eat, i would have to a) stand up and b) get dressed. and then, eventually, face the lights in the hall. how bout if i just sleep again instead? ok? ok.

...shit. am too fucking conscientious for my own good. yo, AUBRY. where's the wedding dress pic? huh huh huh? [edit. whoo. have not missed opportunity to fail a greek quiz after all! contract verbs. i know NONE of the endings! ...maybe should study? yes. just possibly.]

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i wish that i had japanese after greek. then could take the quiz now, fail it and get it the fuck over with. come back. sleep. eat. study. [and by sleep, eat, study, i mean livejournal, eat, write, im, and possibly doze.]

buy shoes.

am GOING to buy shoes today.

and! present is coming in the mail. want to talk to steve. oh steeeeeeeevie. he always cheers me up. why can't i live CLOSE to cool snuggly platonic male friends???

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MEMO TO GREEK PROFESSOR.

i am not crazy, i am perspicacious. there's a huge difference, here. and i have read WAY too much about phonology lately, and there is a phonological rule at work with the weird irregular adjectives. and it's exactly what i said it was.

*kick*

*grumble*

spam! i should put all these random spam posts in a cutaway, or something...

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whoo! making a list of kinds of people i hate. for fun.

shitlist:

-bad writers who don't know they're bad.

-people who aren't TOO bad at something (say, oh, JAPANESE), but are nowhere near as good as i am, but don't seem to realize this and bumble around mispronouncing things and incorrectly explaining them to each other.

-self-righteous professors who underestimate the intelligence of their students.

-people who are mean to me.

-people who break things and don't mention it, or make huge messes and leave them for other people to clean up (well--if the person doing the cleaning is me, that is).

-bad writers who DO know they're bad.

-shrinks.

-people who advocate strenuously for policy that is sucky in a harmful and possibly fatal manner: ie, that includes all republican politicians, because of starvation of children kicked off of welfare.

-people who think they know more than me and attempt to condescend (even if it is occasionally amusing...).

-hm. maybe that's all, for now?

PSA

my beta is a salamander.

bwahahahaha.

and. she allowed me to put the best story in star trek slash on my website! whee. go look!

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*shudder*

don't you hate it when you want to be bitchy, but can't summon the guts to do it properly?

[edit: i get more fucking pissed off everytime i read the maniacal babbling. oooookay. what. ev. er. my next rps may not go to the list. am that pissed.]

i feel so dirty and used! oh wait. that's because i am.

burn belongs to wax*, yo. BACK OFF.

feel free to beat them up for me. please?

[edit: *who says that if any scary people want to discuss otp's with her, she's sharpening knives! ]

bleh.

insulted wax with conspicuous stupidity. really must kick this elitism habit.

wax seems cool with it, but am still remorseful and bleh. icky.

elitism has ALWAYS been my besetting sin. i always feel just... vaguely superior. am not sure why. my parents are like this too, of course, but i think i am actually worse. maybe it's constitutional, although that would certainly be odd. i think it's an odd combination of circumstances like having been accustomed as a child to prefer the company of adults to that of other children--i still do and am uncomfortable with people my own age (with few exceptions). or like the sucky us public schools which had me so used to effortless 100%s by middle school that i couldn't get a b without crying.

i'm just a sticky morass of problems, aren't i? *pokes morass gingerly*
morass: *quivers ominously*

so. yeah. in this case the elitism has just formed a habit. like, am in the habit of saying "ew yuck" re: horror just as am in the habit of edging away when touched by strangers, or of smiling when people smile at me.

elitism is not actually that wonderful. i mean, i don't object to thinking the majority of people are morons, as they clearly ARE. it's just. like. pointless distinctions in literature. all based on taste.

and annoyed her. and me too.

of course, there was the kissing and making up.

not sure if is worth it.

...okay. yes. is.

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may or may not have discovered, on desk under edge of cd player, weeks-old mold-covered chopsticks.

ewewew.