Tomorrow is going to be special.

It's not going to hit 50 degrees, and so... it will be the season premiere of the tight red sweater.

If only my complexion were agreeing with the occasion... oh well, nobody's going to be looking at my face. :D Sometimes it's fun to flaunt what I got, all right? I don't usually make a big deal of my bodacious ta-tas.


...I was going to make a joke using the phrase "sweater puppies" but I can't even type that with a straight face. xD Ah, the lols, I give them to myself.

Seriously though, only 47 degrees? This is the kind of fall weather that makes me want to curl up with a cat and a cup of hot chocolate, not go apple picking. It almost held off until October, I guess I should be grateful? Actually, I guess I should enact the great summer-winter clothing swap and go drag all my warm stuff up from the basement. This sweater's been waiting all summer, though. Very patiently. Now its time has come. :D

....so I overslept and missed the radio meeting and botany class. Then the power cut out, so I didn't know what time it was when I DID wake up. The premiere of the red sweater has been pushed back to tomorrow... I'm just going to wear slouchy whatevers to forensics.

Had another vague apocalypse dream. Mostly it was insular serial killer panic, but toward the end I snuck off to have a cigarette and when I opened the window there was fallout ash falling like snow. It's the little things that freak me out the most.

I really need to get my ass in gear... so I will leave you with a meme. :D Stolen from karaokegal:

Ask me a fandom, and I will tell you:

+ OTP
+ Runner-up
+ Honorable mention(s)
+ Crack pairing(s)
+ Ship everyone else seems to like, but I don't.

My forensics teacher, placing my test in front of me: "All I can say is, I'm impressed." So of course I know I aced it before I even turn it over, but I didn't expect what he said when he finished handing out the other exams. "You took that test faster than I could read it. When you handed it in, I thought you were quitting the class."

AHAHAHA NO. Sorry, just nailing it, not abandoning it.

:D I like being book-smart, it helps me feel less bad about being life-dumb.

I have the sinking feeling that my amazing victory in forensics is not going to be repeated in my psych classes. In fact, I'm kind of sure that Dr. Sanzotta is going to think I have test anxiety or something because I can feel how well this is NOT going to go already.

I can't study because I have a tension headache that just keeps winding tighter, to the point where I'm not even off doing things I'd rather do, I'm basically doing as little as possible because it feels like my brain is being sanded. And if pattern repeats itself, this is not going to stop just because I do something silly like, I don't know, sleep.

Massive, sucky fail immanent. :(

of course it doesn't help that I got pushed to the edge of another emotional crisis and feeling like a life failure tonight, that's just fucking jackhammer icing on the headache cake

Shit. I need a Xanax.


This weekend I'm going to Massachusetts for my cousin's baby shower. For the first time in years, I won't have an internet interruption due to leaving the state. *cuddles Spock* Having a laptop just never stops being cool in some ways. It'll be nice to get away for a couple of days. I'm going with Mom and Rachael, Friday to Sunday.

Usually, listening to Barenaked Ladies cheers me up. It's not working so well tonight.