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i'm at judy's in newton. she's in much much pain and called me earlier to ask if i would spend the night here with her. because she's in too much pain to make the trip to our house and dreaded the thought of being alone. so here i am. we watched the buffy (made me cry) and the smallville (made me cry too but just bc i'm a huge sap) and now we are watching bits off the dvd. bliss. the level of cuteness is astonishing. as is the general amazingness of all that went into this movie. ::sigh of contentment::

but i kind of wish i were home, snuggling down in the flannel with rach. i'm tired. and i don't feel at liberty to write girlsmut on j's roommates computer. so y'all will have to wait a bit on that one. okies, off for more dvd goodness.
(um, anyone? the bit with dom and billy play-fighting?!? meow

coffee

::presses reload 40 times:: sorry, no, i just don't believe that no one has posted in the last 2 hours. hmph.

and what else do i have to do right now but hope that you all will entertain me? it's 10 am and i've had NO COFFEE!!!! the situation is dire. i've been waiting for monkey to wake up... it's not happening. i slept late myself - 9:20 or something - and it's made me all kinds of cranky. i have shit to do! at home. and i NEED COFFEE!!! ::whine::

apparently i rely on caffeine to get my brain started. i've been just sitting here for a few minutes... not typing, just lalala sitting. ok, will have to do something about this. there's a store down the street. coffee will be purchase

oh whatever

i'm home now and i have some coffee in me. though all they had was french roast. blech. and i'm feeling... crazy? something like crazy.

sad? it's a rainy day. but i like rainy days. the house is clean and that thrills me perhaps more than makes logical sense.

i pulled the handle off the refrigerator yesterday.

when i was waiting for my coffee before going to camillafarfalla's yesterday, i perused the table of pamphlets and papers and such. found a box of these little booklets of 'deep' poetry and ramblings and photographs etc. almost dropped it right back where i found it but then i noticed the e-mail and mail addresses on the back. my hometown. from the e-mail i knew who it was. i went to high school with the guy. weird. and then, last night i dreamed about him. so odd. he was in my wider circle of friends but i didn't know him that well. apparently he now lives with his parents and writes bad poetry.

my dad apologized. it means so much to me i don't know what to do with myself.

i should take a shower. i should go to the music store. i should write some e-mails. i should find a job. i should get a job. i need a job.

there's yet another person i know from rl on lj now. to friend or not to friend? it would put me at my self-imposed limit of 50. i like to be just under. i suppose i could drop someone else. eh. these are the important questions in life.

bach. i need bach.

blither

Tolkienology 101: What is Your Tolkien Belief System?
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TOLKIEN MODERATE: Live and let live is your rule of life. You like Tolkien, you don't have any great desire to be a deconstructionist or an iconoclast, but neither are you going to tell anyone else what to do in their fannish pursuits. In your pursuit of moderation and keeping the peace, you tend to end up getting flamed by the extremists at both ends of the spectrum.

me? a moderate anything? interesting. but i don't think i've ever been flamed at all. what's wrong with me???

i think we should all tease camillafarfalla mercilessly for getting 'conservative' as an answer. i can't imagine what answers she must have chosen to get that.

in other news:

rach doesn't seem to appreciate it when i touch her ass in the grocery store. i don't know what her problem is.

i'm very full from dinner, but considering eating some chocolate anyway. s'not like it's really food. right?

i love opening my inbox and having several messages from scottxwl

my parents' dog now has a livejournal. ::holds head in hands::