Did I not warn you in my last post? I did! I am a woman of my word/warning! Here thar be crack ( Read more... )

Except I shirk quite a bit, really. Oh, sweet procrastination; where would I be without you? Halfway done an honours thesis, that's where. No worries. I've actually been working on it quite a bit lately. I shall do it! I shall! Another paper due this Friday, but it's on a topic that pisses me off so badly that I don't expect to have too much ( Read more... )

Haha, Readings Week! At last! I finally have time to actually post in my journal, catch up on my readings, and do a decent amount of work on my thesis (which I have actually started now, amazingly enough). Naturally, with all this free time, I immediately caught the plague, and spent the past four days languishing on my couch (though I did ( Read more... )

I'm currently procrastinating on my Spanish assignment (as well as my honours thesis, again), so I found an incredibly awesome quiz:

( Which Supervillain Are You? )

Yup, I'm in the thick of it. I finished my bloody sociology a day early (yesterday), just so that I could get that crap over with. Part of the assignment, to my great and vengeful glee, was to comment on the group assignment. It was pleasant - I told him almost exactly what I thought of it (telling him exactly what I thought of it would have ( Read more... )

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Holy crap! There is currently a wind chill of negative forty here. Negative forty. That is in no way civilized - temperatures like this shouldn't be allowed. I have decided that there is no way in hell I'm going outside today. Seriously, I don't care if my house catches fire, I'm not leaving (in fact, if my house catches fire I might be able ( Read more... )

As of tomorrow, Kalen will have been dead for a fucking decade, and I don't know whether I feel like I'm still thirteen, or like I never was.

Ahoy, me hearties! I be feelin' much better, especially since this be Talk Like A Pirate Day. Me classes be drivin' me to distraction, and I'll soon be keelhaulin' the wicked bilge rat who did be comin' up with group work, arrr! But me heart be not so heavy, and this be a day for celebratin' (with rum!). I bin spendin' lots of time with those ( Read more... )

Well, I've been twenty-three for about a day, and I'm afraid twenty-three-year-old-me is no more effective than twenty-two-year-old-me was. I'm attempting to work on my independent study (which I seriously, no kidding, holy shit, need to finish), but have ended up altering the theme on my journal instead. The new background is a shot I took a few ( Read more... )