I’ve been trying to think of a way to link to under my umbrella without using the word cute.
Can’t do it.
Hate the word, angers me so when it is applied to me, but
can’t do it.
I think it’s the little frowning cloud…
Creator (one Sophie) appears to wear the same eyeglasses as I do.
Which is probably (as most things i say generally are)
very much less interesting than I think it is.
Maybe if I had used the word spectacles.
Braisen Vegetables
THESE TWO WORDS
WILL NOT LEAVE MY HEAD
Where have they come from?
And why?
I’m picturing myself, toothless.
It’s 9 am.
Candice is awake.
Not ony that, but she’s been awake for over two hours.
Is the apocalypse upon us?
Most certainly.
Well, I only got about 20 hours of sleep yesterday.
And the result is that I appear to be on some sort of “normal” schedule now.
So what does one do during the day?
I don’t even know anymore.
Presently, I’m doing my laundry.
After that, clean the room.
And then perhaps… go to class on a Friday for once.
No, that might be stretching it.
I wish I had more than $10.12 in my bank account.
Because I feel like buying things.
That $10.12 is reserved for developing film for design and composition on Wednesday. And for not starving, should I fail to get up before 11pm (and it happens often) in the near future.
Do you know, I haven’t been awake between the hours of 3pm and 11pm for at least a week and a half?
Is this a problem?
Is this a symptom of a much deeper seated problem?
Most certainly.
I should just start telling people that I’m a vampire.
Because while people who think they’re vampires are losers,
right now I’m a loser with no excuse.
Well
being the queen of excuses, I’m sure I could come up with one.
A good one.
It’s just that I don’t much feel like thinking lately.
I sleep too much.
I sleep far too much.
I’m just too… something or other… to find anything better to do.
Most certainly.
Sometimes I think to myself
Candice,
wouldn’t it be useful to have something useful to say?
And then
I stop.
Don’t eat an entire bag of those little round brownies in one evening.
Just don’t.
Heartburn.
But they were soooo good…
Assoziations-Blaster is like Everything2, but not… It’s “the interactive text network with automatic non-linear real-time linking.”
Occupying me quite well.
got bored
learning PHP
variable variables are ridiculous.
ow, my brain!
well
now we know why my loans weren’t deposited
i’m dyslexic!
wrote the account number wrong.
bet whoever that was that got the money enjoyed that. haha.
but you would not believe how many damn times i checked the numbers, because i know i tend not to be able to copy them down right.
didn’t see a problem before i handed the forms in
didn’t see a problem after i handed the forms in
didn’t see a problem until i read the number out to the guy on the phone.
then i smacked myself in the forehead.
i seriously have some kind of problem.
hey, and i still managed to get mid-90s in math last year.
must be some kind of genius.
but it feels dumb to make all your mistakes by putting the decimal point in the wrong place…
watch me smack my forehead again…
oh well, $28 will last me 8-10 business days, right?
right.
Actually.
Wait.
I do care.
Dammit.
Why do I cut the sandwich diagonally?
Let’s stop that from now on and see what happens…
The future forks here.
The great sandwich event.
I hope this isn’t the wrong decision.
Will my life be better if I cut them horizontally or diagonally, do you think?
Oh, I have complicated matters so!
It’s okay now, though.
I ate the sandwich.
This sandwich is turning out more complicated than I would have thought.
Jam on the top?
Jam on the bottom?
And which way is the right way to cut it…
Oh, shut up, Candice.
Nobody cares.
Including you.