*interesting title here*
Mar. 28th, 2006 07:10 pmWarning: Aboslutely no sense follows.
Havn´t done anything but decide that I really should just not go to fast food joints if I don´t want to. Have also looked (all of 5 minutes) for courses at this mega-site, finding only one of martial arts and of capoeira to be interesting. Because I scoff at a Tarot course. But then again, my brother does capoeira. Does that mean I should too, because I know it´s cool, or shouldn´t, because oughtn´t I do something different?
Took out a German movie. No idea which, really. Really, really need to become a member of my neightbourhood´s version of Blockbuster, because there´s some movies I really would like to watch. And it´s a tad too sad for me to watch The Goblet of Fire in a book-and-electronics store. (So I just watched a bit.)
Was supposed to write emails today but 1) contacts trying to suck the life out of my eyeballs and 2) don´t really want to.
And once again, refusing to go grocery shopping. This can´t be good.
Read a magazine of the Max Planck Society. Realiyed have forgotten everything ever learnt in Bio and that, no, can´t really read complicated text anymore, regardless of langauge. Brain rusting away, awaaaay.
Ahem.
Oh poot.
No response still from the German conversation class, which sucks, and havn´t yet put up adds for English conversation anywhere.
My cousin, whom I very rarely (i.e. not even one a year) is coming over this weekend. Might go out partying or whatnot with him.
Yay for pity-friends.
Guh.
In other news, have confirmed that
bdwriters is a great place to discuss writing, and have found loads of comm´s with "writing" as one of their user interests. (Oh, put some posts in my memories, for what it´s worth.)
Have to keep reminding self that feedback is good. It is. Honest. Constructive criticism fantasticalistic. (Ok. Shy now.)
Have I mentioned that I have no idea what I´m doing?
No?
Oh.
Well, no. I don´t.
Note to self: Appreciate parents a heck of a lot more.
Addenum: Don´t complain that brother doesn´t get mom-rants. Understand that mom needs to vent too.
Further note: For the love of god*, woman, do something.
* Or puppies. Or kittens. Quite possibly not for the love of god, because if that were the case I´d be a nun. Although, way things are going, living the life already. *grumble*
Havn´t done anything but decide that I really should just not go to fast food joints if I don´t want to. Have also looked (all of 5 minutes) for courses at this mega-site, finding only one of martial arts and of capoeira to be interesting. Because I scoff at a Tarot course. But then again, my brother does capoeira. Does that mean I should too, because I know it´s cool, or shouldn´t, because oughtn´t I do something different?
Took out a German movie. No idea which, really. Really, really need to become a member of my neightbourhood´s version of Blockbuster, because there´s some movies I really would like to watch. And it´s a tad too sad for me to watch The Goblet of Fire in a book-and-electronics store. (So I just watched a bit.)
Was supposed to write emails today but 1) contacts trying to suck the life out of my eyeballs and 2) don´t really want to.
And once again, refusing to go grocery shopping. This can´t be good.
Read a magazine of the Max Planck Society. Realiyed have forgotten everything ever learnt in Bio and that, no, can´t really read complicated text anymore, regardless of langauge. Brain rusting away, awaaaay.
Ahem.
Oh poot.
No response still from the German conversation class, which sucks, and havn´t yet put up adds for English conversation anywhere.
My cousin, whom I very rarely (i.e. not even one a year) is coming over this weekend. Might go out partying or whatnot with him.
Yay for pity-friends.
Guh.
In other news, have confirmed that
Have to keep reminding self that feedback is good. It is. Honest. Constructive criticism fantasticalistic. (Ok. Shy now.)
Have I mentioned that I have no idea what I´m doing?
No?
Oh.
Well, no. I don´t.
Note to self: Appreciate parents a heck of a lot more.
Addenum: Don´t complain that brother doesn´t get mom-rants. Understand that mom needs to vent too.
Further note: For the love of god*, woman, do something.
* Or puppies. Or kittens. Quite possibly not for the love of god, because if that were the case I´d be a nun. Although, way things are going, living the life already. *grumble*