Augh! My cousin just informed me Book-Off is having an outrageous sale! Why, oh, why did I decide to come back to DC so soon? Oh, right, group project meeting on Saturday, really two meetings since some of the women are in my group for another course. And my section of the Folger Library group paper, that I'm currently here at the main library writing. And the fact that I don't need more...hm. I have a thought.

Edit: Yay, paper done. Now to decide which assignment to do next...God, I can't wait for this semester to be over so I can rush through NY and get on the plane to see the 'rents.

Don't you hate having to wake up early in the morning to go to work/school? I know I do. Especially cuz the room's really cold and I have to shower....with cold water. Seriously!!! It's like freaking little snowmen/icecubes coming out of the shower cap's holes... They're plotting to conquer the world with their coldness... ¬¬ grrr.

Anyhow.

I shall go now. Just wanted the world to know I dislike cold water in the morning.

D:

recovering. re-establishing and settling into new routines, new habits. my lifestyle, my life has changed in a minor to major way in the past couple months superficially, subtly around the edges, shaken to the core. and it's taken some rewiring to get used to. finally returning on my feet and back into my personal projects again, establishing new routines, ways of getting things done with all the new things said and done taking affect. hoping to return to aucune after the ukrainian thanksgiving.

I believe in rain and wind and sun,
I believe in settled lands and wild,
I believe in music rich and mild,
I hear the cheers of victory won.

I believe in faces without guile,
I believe in rapt words wrought in flame,
I believe in beauty without name,
I see the tear along the night’s smile.

I believe in promises and lies,
I believe in anxiety and pain,
I believe in relief and refrain,
I feel the anger within me dies.

I believe in crosses and crescents,
I believe in cards fraying and worn,
I believe in hope for the forlorn,
I speak of illusions, not presence.

I believe in drinks, dance and laughter,
I believe in toasts to future life,
I believe in shared meals ending strife,
I scent the dawn with the hereafter.

CHAPTER: Chapter Three - Signing your own Death Sentence.
Rating: Still T. Might change later, though.
Setting: Post-war, pre-epilogue.
Pairings: Draco/Hermione, other pairings TBA.

Summary: Hermione's a know-it-all. Draco Malfoy, forever the badass, has a secret and a reputation to keep. Yet, he's a virgin! So what happens when Blaise Zabini learns of this, and forces an unwilling Draco to do something he would never even attempt in any of his wildest dreams?

He looked up with all the patience in the world, an expression on his face as though even the effort of looking at her hurt him physically.
“Who else would it be, Granger?”

He was Head Boy after all, no matter how much he actually planned on being uncooperative.

Everyone else was staring at him wide eyed, but no more wide eyed than the mudblood, who seemed torn between surprise and despair.

( Chapter Three - Signing your own Death Wish )

{{ Next - TBA }} {{ Previous - An Arbitrary Choice }}

Look, I'm just a typical yuppie here. I'm easily fascinated by muscle cars, beautiful women and other objet d'art. But absolutely nothing has a hold on me like procrastination. It's the air after an evening shower, the sunlight peering through the clouds...and yes, the soul-sucking demon that is slowly going to destroy the magnificent power trip I've been on since I started this program. -__- kamiumami was right; talking with his friend H. did help but I don't think she shares this feeling of being a fraud.

On the other hand, it's electrifying to confirm find out that this program attracts a good number of women with an alternative lifestyle! Sorry, I still have trouble saying "lesbian" and "bisexual." Probably should get over that soon. Still not sure why "gay" is perfectly fine. No, seriously, in one of my groups alone, one of the women is bisexual and the other two are lesbians, one of whom has a partner of four years. It might seem a little strange since I suppose I could make more of an effort to find organizations related to the GLBTQ community or would be attractive to members of that community. But...it's just really nice to meet other lesbians who care about the politics but aren't political activists, who aren't ashamed of who they are but don't feel the need to adhere to any particular image and who just are...women I can gesture at and say see, these are well-adjusted human beings with lives and goals that aren't inhibited or dominated by their sexuality. And that perhaps at some point, I might actually count myself among their number.

Okay, C., I probably won't be trying these anytime soon but it's great to have as a reference!
www.urbandaddy.com/nyc/nightlife/roundup/7876/The_Flu_Menu_at_Drop_Off_Service_Prevent_Swine_Flu_One_Drink_at_a_Time_New_York_City_NYC_Event

Title: When Worlds Bleed, Chapter Twelve
Fandom: A Harry Potter/BtVS crossover
Pairing: Hermione/Ginny/Fleur/Faith/Buffy/Willow
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Language. A little fluff, a little violence. The usual.
Word Count: 4600 or so
Disclaimer: Most of these characters belong to J.K. Rowling or Joss Whedon, but since they seem to be through with them...
Summary: At the sound of Buffy's voice, Willow took a sharp shuddering breath and turned eyes that didn't belong in a human face on her oldest friend. Buffy yelped as she stepped back, her grip tightening on her scythe. "Will?" she cried in alarm.
"S'ok Buffy," said Willow through gritted teeth. "It's still me...mostly anyway."
Notes: Okay, you know the drill by now. Jo's canon is pretty much Phffffft! I like mine better anyway. I think by now it's safe to say that I've screwed up Joss' as well. Oh well.


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I can't find my Wii sports cd.

/sad

"Are you sure about this? I usually run 10 miles."

"Then why are you running behind me?"

"I'm enjoying the view!"


I love this movie.

Holding a book titled Spiritualism-A Fact. Flip to the other cover, turn upside down, and in the same volume is Spiritualism-A Fake. I wish I could speak with whoever made that decision and shake his/her/their hand(s).

I love my program. I get to do an organization project on pens! Whoot!

i can't find my Wii sports cd.

/sad