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• 08:13 Shit! Can't find my birth certificate. Look, I'm standing here so obviously I was born, okay? -_- #
• 09:47 What the hell is so important about school transcripts that they have to be mailed and not faxed? This is bull. #
• 10:30 Woo, found everything I need for the DMV! Now I just need a tax receipt from my dad and I'll be good to go at the college too. #
• 11:03 Stealth nap! #
• 11:20 I can't sleep, my scotch tape is missing! :O #
• 12:29 NINJA VANISH #
• 20:58 Today is best described in two words: FUCK YEAH. #
• 21:52 I want to curl up in bed with little pieces of chocolate I can let melt on my tongue, a sweet candle burning, and lay about reading Sappho. #
• 21:55 ...is it cheating to write Gabrielle/Mahandra when I have unfinished Mylar fics on my desktop? #
• 00:11 FUCK, WHY IS LIVEJOURNAL DOWN RIGHT NOW! MAINTAIN IT LATER, DAMMIT, GABRIEL HAS A PRESENT FOR GABRIELLE! *stamps foot* #
• 01:07 Wrapping cats in blankets to hear them meow and watch them escape (or try to): cruel, or funny? Because when Julia does it to Oreo: HILARITY #

LoudTwitter is looooud

The problem with LJ being down is that it's down for everyone, so there's nothing new to read when it's back up. >>

Minor woes: Took the sleeping pill... woke up in four hours. Better than two, but not what I was hoping for.

Anyway! I am going to post a love song every day from now until Valentine's, because I can. Here is the first one:


Rosie Thomas & Sufjan Stevens - The One I Love

This one goes out to the one I love
This one goes out to the one I’ve left behind
A simple prop to occupy my time
This one goes out to the one I love

Fire (she’s comin’ down on her own, now)

Maybe not a love song, but a sweet gentle take on the song. If you don't think it qualifies, tell me and I'll post another one!

...you guys, it has reached the point where about 80% of the covers I download from blogs, I already have.

I'M RUNNING OUT OF NEW COVER SONGS.

:O

THIS IS AN OUTRAGE

YES.

FINALLY.

After what feels like weeks and weeks of agonizing about it, I am finally done with Sunday, and thus done with the only seven-part series I will EVER write. No more. Done. Finito. My limit? Has been found. And I refuse to push it any further.

now I just have one more of Art Appreciation and however many of Out of Alignment and oh yeah, the Valentine's Day exchange fic *facepalm*

I deserve to celebrate. I deserve... TO BAKE THESE COOKIES.