Since June I have been on a giant Star Wars kick. ( rambling )

I have had a sore throat all day. Earlier I had curled up in bed with a cat and hot tea and some lovely books (and an unlovely book with which to study for my test tomorrow) and my warm laptop and some cough drops. But now the cat is gone and the tea is cold and I haven't opened the books but I *have* run out of fic for tonight. So now I am just ( Read more... )

This Sunday night is turning out suspiciously like the last one. In that I really did mean to write my paper, but got distracted by epic Jedi slash (I don't even like Jedi slash that much!) and now the only changes made to my Word doc are from the cat stepping on the keyboard and I am going to bed anyway. I am the worst graduate student ever.

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This fic is horrible. The hero's loins have just caught fire. "His loins burst into a frenzied fire." Earlier the heroine's "feminine parts" were screaming. Oh the humanity. Yet I cannot stop reading.

I went to the library last night. Yay for libraries. I decided to bring my laptop with me, so I could search the catalog from inside the stacks. The only problem is that there are no outlets in the stacks, so my computer kept putting itself to sleep in the middle of things. But I got some lovely books. Now we will see if they are actually useful ( Read more... )

I rock weak verbs. I kick their weak collective ass with my colour-coded chart. Now if only someone would explain to me the phonological reason for the irregularities of class 3, I would be even happier, but no-one will ( Read more... )

Somebody please convince me that I do not need to purchase every single back issue of Vinyar Tengwar. Even if I do intend to cite it extensively in a paper. The world's bestest paper ( Read more... )

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