I woke up at 1.
I am here before you to report that, indeed, a woman's razor can shave my face better than an electric. But should I get a man razor and go for triple-blade action? I don't know. I just don't know.

I hate making decisions. Especially when I'm tired. And they're permanent. Wlcome to the real world, I suppose. I hate losing things.

( You know it. )

( Fred was concerned. )

Saw Aqua Teen, which got carried into a party for another 45 min. During it, conviced people to play "You Are Invited", because it has been stuck in my head all the time as of yesterday. & everyone thought it was laughable. And I could entirely see why, while at the same time disagreeing with them. After a big buildup of shifting to iTunes ( Read more... )

This week. Has been so long. Please, mommy, I want to get off. And let everyone else I know off too, because some of them are still going ( Read more... )

I wish I had more of an impression that I could still stay in touch with people who graduated. Not that I would at all, but it would be nice for some way to pretend I was keeping in touch. (Because "keeping in touch" generally requires a concrete physicality. So an AIM SN means you can access a person, but without the obligation of doing so ( Read more... )

Back from seeing Jumpers in New York. A fun experience, if not so much the play itself. How seriously am I taking this playwriting racket? is the current question. And will Simon work? Because we need it to. & the compiler despises our ABEL code, so hopefully Aditi got something out of it ( Read more... )

( Hee )

Got me a movie!
Ha ha ha ho!
Slicing up eyeballs!
Ha ha ha ho!
Girlie so groovie!
Ha ha ha ho!
Don't know about you
But I am un chien Andalusia!