Sep. 6th, 2007

bending_sickle: (Frustrated)
I'm so utterly bored.

And it's n ot that I don't have anything to do - I do, loads - but that I just can't seem to concentrate. Bear in mind that my brain's been accumulating a lot of dust for the past 2 yearrs, so cramming for Stats is proving difficult.

I can't call the city hall to make an appointment to register until I know when (and where) next weeks classes are. The fact that I do not know this the Thursday before is annoying. The prof hasn't responded yet.

I lugged my 30 kilo suitcase back from the airport - which, heavy - and have yet to empty it.

I'm upset that my two favorite shirts have holes in them thanks to being stuck in the trolley with the laptop. Must fixy.

Hungry still and always.

I'm caught up on [livejournal.com profile] metaquotes till Sept 1, but the boredom and innatention is making it less funny. I'm trying out a brand spankin' new BitTorrent, and hopefully will be enjoying the company of The Doctor soon. *swoons*

Now my back hurst from sitting at the bloody table highlighting stuff I know I've read but for the life of me can't tell you what.

Thank the gods the exam is open book and "a mere formality". Three credits for 2 1/2 classes instead of 2 weeks worth. Yowza.

Obvisouly, I can't write more than a few sentences of drivel before starting a new paragraph of drivel.

Am bored and lonely and OMG I haven't walked all day today!

I did lounge at the airport, thought, which is one of the two types of places where I feel absolutely comfortable. (The other is bathrooms, but that's only in the case of illness, pain and/or emotional distress. A bathroom might even beat out tea on the list of magically curative things.)

Blah, blah, blah.

*sigh*


* Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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...Some make chaos, and others, toys.*


Whilst in Burgos, I made a few icons of [livejournal.com profile] ursulav's wonderful art, merely because I love it so.

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And some Eragon icons off of DeviantArt wallpapers.

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* But if I was to have the choice,
I'd rather be on horseback.


"On Horseback", lyrics by Mike Oldfield and William Murray
bending_sickle: (OMG)
Why am I friended by [livejournal.com profile] loverotico?

My gast is flabbered, or maybe my flabber is gasted. Either way, this calls for a "Wha-huh?"


* Jayne, "Jaynestown", Firefly
bending_sickle: (Angry Bitch)
Can. Not. Concentrate.

This baaaad.

Me no like stats.

Me like internet. Me have internet. Me do silly thing on internet. Me no do stats.

Me like heating. Me no have. Me shiver. *shiver*

Me like room. Me like non-stress of non-homeless. Me not able to stress about me not get stats. Me too tired to stress. Me like me too tired to stress.

Me want bed. Me want supper. Me want heat.

Me go back to stare at stats.

Me brain go away.

This suck.


* Tom Kite
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This just in on my Facebook Wall:

So you can chose to ignore my messages, but you can't ignore me on your wall. By the way, your wall has the most self-posts I've seen. I like that you keep yourself updated ;). How are you? write back sometime.

It's from that old highschool friend who a) I was really close to, b) changed her email without notifying me, thus ending our contact and c) messaged me on Facebook right when Hell was starting to come crashing into my life.

Maybe it's just me, but I do not like her tone.

Great, now I'm going to bed late and angry.


* Proverb

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