Going AWOL to Berlin.  Achtung, baby.

Trying to write my Nietzsche paper, and George Harrison keeps bothering me. Damn him. (sigh)

This needs to be done by 8 pm tomorrow night. Cuz then I'm leaving for Berlin. Blarg. If I see my friend at church tomorrow, I'll push it off on her via email.

Then she can pay to print it and the like XD

Star Wars set to the sounds of Pulp Fiction. It's genius.

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And the fucking short version of the movie. "Fuck" is in the film for 2 minutes, and here it all is.

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1. All self-inserts are Mary Sues. Yes. They are. "But I let him pair up with this character!" "Well, you certainly helped things along relationship-wise, didn't you?" "STFU, hater." Right ( Read more... )

....So I cleaned up my room yesterday. Big time. My friend Mel (no relation to frizzy haired shrieky Who thing Mel) crashed on my flat's floor last night, and I did a rather thorough job of cleaning it...Hasn't been this clean since I moved in ( Read more... )

Well hell.

I meant to get up at 10 am today to go to a seminar for screenwriting -- knew it was coming, had it on my calendar and wanted to go, even.

I apparently managed to sleep through three alarms and a phone call and woke up at 1 pm. Gee whillikers. WTF.

And now it'll be a rush to get ready and make sure the paper is faaabulous. Daaaaamn

After listening to "I Want To Be Your Slave" by David Bowie, I can totally see him as the Phantom of the Opera. Now. Please cast him somewhere, ALW, kthxbye.

I just got home after being out since 10:45 am for mass and then my friends Marvin and Tianhao's wedding. It was a great day for it -- though I wonder WHY it had to be sunny and 80 degrees in April...in England, no less -_-; Global warming FTL, and I hate my top-floor apartment. HOT ( Read more... )

Well. There goes my fifth independent draft for my play that's due Friday. I'll have a hell of a journal, though. Problem is the relationship aspect -- do I focus more on the unlovable (girl in love with boyfriend's dead father) or the irreconcilable (father committed suicide because he felt he wasn't good enough for son ( Read more... )

Strawberry jam successfully transported and housed. Perimeter secure, awaiting execution later tonight.