Imaginary Gardens

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Tales of my recent adventures will be recounted later, when I'm not all internetted out from catching up on three days worth of flist and Links of the Day.

Life is pretty sweet right about now**. :)

Thread Excerpt: Lost's Daniel Faraday is, indeed, adorable. ( Read more... )

Links of the Day: ( Cut for woah, massive. )


* omphalos's Fanfic: A New Day, A New Dawn, of the New Dawn Fades Doctor/Master AU of awesome
** Because I'm pointedly ignoring things. Yay!
*** How can you not, indeed?
^ I am a horrible, horrible person. While I'd dance if there were canon Derek/Sarah, the idea of Derek/Cameron (i.e. manly-man from the robopocalypse future / Terminator from the future) and what it would do to Derek is just so full of mindblowing potential for angst and mindfucks and, and... Oh, it'll be great. Don't believe me? Go a few posts back and see the look on his face when he spies Cameron doing ballet all on her lonesome. That right there is worth a good load of fanfic^^ in itself.
^^ Speaking of, there's one Derek-centric drabble idea that just won't let me go. I think I might actually try and write it. (Egads! Me? Write? Craaaazy, I know, but it just might happen.)

...has repeatedly attacked the key infrastructure targets, reducing outputs.

I really have nothing to say, peeps. I'm feeling slightly ill after my take-out stir-fry dinner which is basically the sum total of actual meals I had today (other edibles include a roll of bread, a plate of fries, and hot cocoa with a torta, c/o Elisa for our T3**).

Other than that, I am le tired*** after 7 straight hours of class + 2 more hours with nigh an hour's break in between. I hate the T-days of the week.

Thankfully, though, ye great panic of yesterday failed to raise its head. Yays. Likewise for the random crying, which had me typing I don’t know why I’m crying but it’s breaking my heart at the bottom of a document where I'm working on a "Year of 2007" Recap Meme. I still don't know, but it fucking hurt.

(There is intellectual panicking because the March seminar in Sustainability is bloody frickin' full. This - or its counterpart, Biodiversity, in 2009 - is a mandatory seminar for the Masters program. And what do they do? Allow only 12 people of all sorts of programs. The amusement, it is not there.)

The neighbours have progressed from drunken rock singing to loud hip hop. We are not amused.

ETA: The drunken singing has resumed. I would smack a bitch, but I'm too tired. (Sweet and fluffy lord, he's singing the same line over and over again. Damn it, I put up with your repetitive guitar practice, don't go on sining "Quiiiii- liiiight" or whatev'.)

ETA2: The repeat-line is "by my side". They will. Not. Stop. Singing it.


Links of the Day:
wtf_nature is most awesome. Freak out with the coconut crab, rage at the starving zoo tigers resorting to cannibalism and omgwtfbbq at the Jamnapari Goat.
Weird biology stuff over at Ripley's. Ram's head deformities brain!horn = *shudder*
A really nice summary of the representation of vampires throughout the media
A return to rex_dart (aka darthmaligna)'s posts shows us why she pwns at writing an email to a professor and creeps me out with her freaky ghost-ish experience


* Stuart Bowen
** Traditional Tuesday Tea Day, aka T^3
*** Like, "coherent sentences are impossible" tired. Further symptoms include "fuck fighting the duvet into the cover, just slugg it over the damn thing and snuggle in for sleep". Which is what I'm going to do now. Yays.