Because, you know, a great way to study is to do silly memes instead.

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The more I think about my last night's dream, the more I love my subconscious. Really, how many people's subconscious first has them get thrown out of a spaceship by Voldemort, get saved with Ron and Hermione's help, and then need to hide from East German Communists' persecution? That's so damn cool. I'll have fun when I try to start interpreting ( Read more... )

Last night was the night of bizarre dreams for me. I woke up early in the morning - around 6 am, perhaps - from a dream that was kind-of-though-not-quite a nightmare - I wasn't really scared, but the idea of sleeping again felt uncomfortable for five or ten minutes. Anyway, this dream included the following rather interesting sequence of events ( Read more... )

Why do I have to hit a great writing mood when I'm very, very tired? It's annoying both for my sleeping patterns and my writing. They disturb each other.

You know, next week, once my exam on Monday is over (I've barely studied, but I'm convinced it won't be a hard exam for me), I'm probably making the rest of the week into a Sleeping Week.

After the hellish week - the hellish few weeks, actually - that I've had, and surviving my presentation as well as the fact that it wasn't nearly as good as it'd have been if I'd had my usual share of lucid moments and normal, non-depressive moods, I figured I needed to comfort myself by buying a few books. Buying books has always been one of my ( Read more... )

Well, it wasn't great, but it didn't stink either. At least it's over.

As my decision to not do the CEPE means I'm not taking the Bitch's class now, either, I will go bookshopping and then either, depending on how I feel, go swimming, or go home to read and to sleep. But first, the bookshops.

Apologies to everyone whose friends pages I'm spamming with the endless reports on the progress of my presentation. I went to bed before I quite finished the presentation, so I'll have to look into it now. I slept for maybe six hours and then woke up, too nervous to continue sleeping. I'm not normally this nervous about stuff like this, but now I ( Read more... )

While my brain is trying to round up the conclusion before I fall exhausted into bed, I will delight you with another bit of conversation with the lovely nightangelca.

Katri: Alas, I don't think there's a great likelihood they'll ever play that musical [1776] in Finland... Or France, God forbid ( Read more... )

The thing is ready, except that I don't have a conclusion. And I can't come up with one. Help, give me a conclusion ( Read more... )

Gah. I'm incredibly tired and nervous and feeling crappy, I'm so happy to think that tomorrow the presentation will be over, but first I'll have to finish it into something presentable, which it isn't quite yet. I don't know how to summon the energy and the brains. Maybe I should make tea. A few cups, maybe. Caffeine could help. Of course, then I ( Read more... )