Where the hell did last year go?! It was only January 1st 2007 a moment ago...

Well, anyway. I'm forced to post a day late, because yesterday was just a blur of sleep, pyjamas, and the Blade trilogy. I didn't think I was drunk for the midnight moment. Turns out I was very much mistaken. Very much.

SO! My Facebook horoscope informs me that one of my ( Read more... )

Farewell! Auf Hiedersen, Good bye.

Am jetting off to the Swiss Alps this afternoon, and will be back after Christmas. Have a good one, all!

Please also add me to your prayers and ask that I come back with my entire body intact and relatively bruise-free.

Awesome.

I might move from Livejournal. But maybe I'm just being petty.

I mean... how many journals of one form or another do I need?

One for each anxiety, at the moment, it seems.

Oh well.

My feet are fucked. I need new shoes, which I might have to ask the parents to get for me, because I just can't afford them myself.

Need to think of an essay title for one course and write a vague plan. My tutor seemed sympathetic to my developed hatred of academic literature, and did advise me to get out as soon as I could. He's cool.

It's cold, and ( Read more... )

Spent Friday in bed all day, literally only awake for about three hours out of the 24, feeling like death and in a state of sweaty, phlegmy, dizzy plague. Super ( Read more... )

I am a tired panda. Currently skipping a seminar because I have to choreograph a routine for tonight, only I'm sitting down feeling distinctly ready for a nap.

My sister's hen party this weekend. Am I going to have enough energy? We shall see.

Met this guy. He's really tall, and his sofa is very comfortable. No idea, what the hell, who cares? He ( Read more... )

Nnnngh. Fucking... GAH ( Read more... )

I really hate having to move house. Am not officially required to leave this place until the middle of August (and really, I can't wait, because I do hate this house), but am packing all my stuff up and moving it out now so there isn't a huge job to do at the same time as cleaning every last corner of the place when the tenancy ends.

But really, I'm ( Read more... )

Hmm. Interesting ( Read more... )

Just cleaned the bathroom, did all the washing up, and took a moment to breathe. House is disgustingly filthy, I now discover, and I don't have as much time as I'd like to really scrub it. Nor should I, because I'm not the only one who lived here. Have not even set foot in the boys' bathroom - I don't know if it got cleaned at ALL this year. Still ( Read more... )