Misso misso, fighting in the Dojo!*
Jan. 9th, 2008 08:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bending_sickleMisso misso, oriental friends in the land of soup!*
I have indeed just recently enjoyed a miso soup, brought in all the way from Sobey's in Toronto. I've managed to drag my ass outta bed before pm hours (though regetably not by much**), studied decently (I've finished reviewing the chapters and my notes, now all I have left is exercises galore and the utter fun of memorizing irregular verbs in the past tense), and watched two (!) episodes of Lost. In one Catch 22 Desmond was momentarily a jerk before his conscious got a hold of him, and then in D.O.C Sun was kick-ass the whole way through. There was much fist-pumping. Oh, and Juliette's "I'm honest, really, I am" constancy, no matter what side she's playing - if she is, as that - is still confusing as all. I'll give the episode trivia a quick lookaround.
You may be interested to know that I find the wierdest things on the ground.
Yes, someone did throw a TV out the window.
I couldn't help myself, I just had to take the little Norseman home.
I also found, back in December, a most excelent LG brand little black velvet bag, just perfect for my iPod.
Now, why is karma so petty and only giving me trash?!?
Also, my old, faithful suitcase finally showed signs of wearing out, after over a decade of heavy use. So I got a new one over the holidays. Guess what happened after 10 minutes of dragging it along on?
And now, pronouns.
Links of the Day:
YouTube user BBCWorldwide
Cogitamus blogs comparing USA candidates to Buffy the Vampire Slayer villains
* The Soup Song, The Might Boosh
** Recovering from jetlag in this direction is harder, 'cause it's just an extension of the "stay up late and sleep in late" system which I so love.
I have indeed just recently enjoyed a miso soup, brought in all the way from Sobey's in Toronto. I've managed to drag my ass outta bed before pm hours (though regetably not by much**), studied decently (I've finished reviewing the chapters and my notes, now all I have left is exercises galore and the utter fun of memorizing irregular verbs in the past tense), and watched two (!) episodes of Lost. In one Catch 22 Desmond was momentarily a jerk before his conscious got a hold of him, and then in D.O.C Sun was kick-ass the whole way through. There was much fist-pumping. Oh, and Juliette's "I'm honest, really, I am" constancy, no matter what side she's playing - if she is, as that - is still confusing as all. I'll give the episode trivia a quick lookaround.
You may be interested to know that I find the wierdest things on the ground.
Yes, someone did throw a TV out the window.
I couldn't help myself, I just had to take the little Norseman home.
I also found, back in December, a most excelent LG brand little black velvet bag, just perfect for my iPod.
Now, why is karma so petty and only giving me trash?!?
Also, my old, faithful suitcase finally showed signs of wearing out, after over a decade of heavy use. So I got a new one over the holidays. Guess what happened after 10 minutes of dragging it along on?
And now, pronouns.
Links of the Day:
YouTube user BBCWorldwide
Cogitamus blogs comparing USA candidates to Buffy the Vampire Slayer villains
* The Soup Song, The Might Boosh
** Recovering from jetlag in this direction is harder, 'cause it's just an extension of the "stay up late and sleep in late" system which I so love.
