"we are not gonna die. you know why? because we are so...very...pretty. we are just too pretty for god to let us die."

I'm getting to the point of becoming nocturnal. But I can get so much more done during the night/early hours of the morning! It's not fair that the rest of the world needs daylight. Laaaaame.

It's almost Thanksgiving break. This is the first one in EVER that I plan on going into without having to do any sort of work. Not that I've ever done work over a Thanksgiving break. But I always carry it with me, along with the weight of the guilt that comes along when I fail to even crack a school related book. This one I simply plan on hanging out with friends/family, reading for fun (finally finishing Pride and Prejudice) and watching TV. Which means watching Firefly. I'm five episodes in and already hooked on it. I'd be watching an episode right now if it wasn't for the fact that I planned on trying to force myself to go to sleep at 2:30 in attempt to be a real human being tomorrow.

Also, I once again rediscovered how pretty James Franco is.


I figured that I'd share this image. It's adorable. And one of the many pictures of him that I collected on my desktop last night.

I will do a lot in order to avoid doing my work.

My head hurts again. I should probably try to sleep.



Badger: "You think you're better than other people!"
Mal: "Just the ones I'm better than."

hate early. must kill early.

Today was another one of those days where I woke up feeling like I was going to absolutely die. If I hadn't skipped tutoring last week, I would have been skipping it right now. And sleeping in my nice, warm bed. For another couple of hours. I need to stop talking about this before I start sobbing pathetically in front of the other tutors.

The good news: I finally got a check from this damn place!!! It's worth $77 and change, and it's going directly into buying Doctor Who Series One. I actually debated buying it as soon as I turned my computer on, but I controlled my insane consumerism urge and decided to wait until later. That way, I'll be more awake and probably won't be able to justify buying the life size TARDIS cutout along with said DVDs.

Although I'm not making any promises.

The bad news: This check is only from the pay period that includes 10/10-10/23. There are another two that come before it that I still haven't seen the money from. I plan on bringing this to the person that "runs" this place in the hopes that he will do something useful about this situation. Also, I'm just too tired to move right now and am hoping that I will not fall asleep sitting up in this room. Hello, goal for today. Nice to meet you.

I need to start doing the mountain of homework that is piling up and sneakily plotting to ruin my life. Right about now all I want to do is hide under this desk-table thing and hope that no one finds me. I'd assume that after I was sure that no one would find me under here I'd just fall asleep on the floor. I'm so tired I could right now. And I'm not one for sleeping on the floor, generally I find that to be uncomfortable and wake up at least every hour, if not more.

Side note: while carrying my tea this morning, bits of it kept splashing up. Burning hot water has met my skin this morning far more often than I'd like it to. If I had been more awake, it probably would have hurt like hell being as they heat the hot water to the temperature most often found inside a volcano. Considering the haze of sleepiness that I am still currently in was cloaking my life, it simply stung and made me stare at my hand without a clue in the world as to how to get the tea off.

Yup. It's one of those mornings. I'll probably need to come back and read this later to make sure I don't sound schizophrenic. I can't even remember how I started this post out.

I have managed to almost convince myself that I need a Netflix account. The only reason I am not getting one is that various people/things (i.e., Kt, that pile of homework, me) keep reminding me that I don't actually have time to watch all this stuff. I don't even have time to watch the DVDs I own, let alone ones that I'd pay a service to send me. It would be like going to the library, only worse because I'd pay for keeping a single item with me for three months.

Also, picked up a copy of Nick Hornby's Slam from the library. It's a brand new copy, which means it's all shiny and pretty and makes me want to read it. I also would like to finish Pride and Prejudice without having to stealthily read it in Historiography. I have too much fear of Professor M to get too much reading done anyway. What I really need to do is stop thinking about all the books I want to read/picking more up from the library and concentrate on school reading instead.

I'm laughing in my head right now. Never going to happen.




Tosh: No I can't just hook something up! The entire telephone network is down!
Owen: What about a mobile connection?
Tosh: The entire. Telephone. Network. Is down!
Ianto: Mobiles, landlines, tin cans with bits of string - everything, absolutely everything! No phones, phones all broken. Hello? Anyone there? No, 'cause the phones aren't working!

more than a feeeeeeeeeeeellllllliiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnngggggg

The song "More Than a Feeling" is never going to leave my head. And I felt that the only way to establish the fact that the title of this blog is intended to be sung out in the readers head was to add completely unnecessary extra consonants to the word "feeling".

And just so everyone knows, Kt is now belting that very same song throughout the apartment. It's just adorable, it is. For everyone who hasn't gone past the sarchasm stage of life, that sentence is all sorts of sarcastic.

Some Updates:
- This past week has been the Week O' Blast From the Past concerning old friends. It's a bit problematic, but getting coffee and briefly catching up with A and B was cool.

- I noticed upon coming back from UDel that November appears to be the month that I have MAJOR projects due for all of my classes. I really need to get started on just about everything. I have not, including the essay that is due this Thursday for Chaucer. Fuck.

- I don't have library work this week!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry, I get excited when I have a day off.

- I will definitely have to attend tutoring tomorrow morning because I missed last week in favor of sleeping. Hopefully I will be seeing paychecks from the last oh, two months or so. If not, I will completely walk out on the place. Now that I've gotten that empty threat out of my system, I will just say that this is getting a little ridiculous. Also I want to buy the first series of Doctor Who soon and need that check in order to feel justified in doing so.

- Class registration was last week and as far as I know, everything went well. I want to be able to stalk my classes and find out who is in all of them (so I can know which friends I'll see, which people I will definitely be avoiding, etc) but the "My Classes" tab has been fucked up for the past week and is not showing the new ones. The only thing that sucks about my schedule is how packed together it is. I have three days off. My Mondays are going to cause me to want death every week. I'm going to have four classes, one of which is a three hour on that day. Ick. But it had to be done.

My Classes:
- Age of Napoleon
- America Between the Wars
- Children's and Young Adult Fiction
- Major Authors: Dante

I'm hoping that I just like them so much I don't even notice the fact that I'll want to die every Monday. I'm going to continue to hold on to that bit of false hope for my own sanity.



On another note, anyone who says that Kindles are destroying the world can SUCK IT. I own one and I haven't stopped buying real paper filled books. I've once again rediscovered my love for my Kindle. I downloaded so many free books that I debated dropping out of school just so I can read them all. I'm not completely over this plan. I keep reading on it at work and during classes. Not good. Enjoyable, but not good. I don't know when else I could read Pride and Prejudice though, I'm getting too much reading from my classes to attempt to justify reading for fun anymore.

I think I actually have to start my homework now.

Doyle: Oh, God... You know what would feel really good right now? One of those mind-numbing, head-cracking visions that I get from time to time... because that would really kill me. What, is there some trick to this?

Cordelia: I think the 'trick' is laying off the ale before you start quoting Angela's Ashes and weeping like a baby-man.

Doyle: Hey, that's a good book.

Cordelia: So I've heard. But I doubt very much that the main characters are Betty and Barney Rubble, as you so vehemently insisted last night. Also? I don't think Oz appreciated being called "my little Bamm-Bamm" all night.