cimorene

i set the alarm for 8:00 and woke up, actually AWAKE woke up, at 6:30. gah, okay, showered, uploaded /cimorene to rightthisway. just ask missi: our new host is WAY SPIFF. unfortunately everyone was uploading last night, which made the uploading take longer.

a lot longer.

a lot.*

shaved. dressed in skirt. scrunched hair, consumed vitamins with iron. i'm all restless and shit and i've got more than an hour before i need to be anywhere.

in linguistics news, i'm trying to read up on discourse analysis, and if anyone (::looks at

dantana and

ellen_fremedon::) knows or can easily find out what the standard text in the field is, i'd be much obliged. i've got two coulthards, a lecercle, and a posner.

boys who take long showers, leave the bathroom window open, and track little bits of dirt and hair across the bathroom floor along with puddles of dirty/soapy water so that you have to mop and pick up the bottoms of your fashionably large pajama bottoms?

can bite me. bitches.

and this is my other gip.