cimorene

si fácil de escribir, temo, difícil de leer. o sea, demasiado fácil de entender...

tried to write in bed. failed. have, perhaps, just under half an essay? made ramen to wake myself up. slurped half a mug hot. am now feeling feverish. will get worse if i open window and strip down, so i've merely pinned my hair up. it's like i'm a lizard or something. like my beloved betamander living under her slimy little rock.

now, that would be an interesting quiz, cause no one knows the bnfs of star trek who isn't IN it. star trek is so disconnected they don't even call them bnfs. and that, btw, anyone with interest (spark of memory) is why i call them fandom queens, because the inestimable sunbeam (one of said bnfs) dubbed me one once on a whim (which is how she does everything). 's a nice cosy fandom which i miss a bit. too bad all the stories started sucking. okay, and some other things got annoying too.

like this music, which was still my favorite of theirs a few hours ago.