Reading sf_d
An adventurer is me!
Procrastination.

Heh. Saw Creepy James in passing today (and... yesterday, I think). He was totally going to Rozelle's class, too. He had the same books as I did last semester.

...I kind of hope Rozelle eats him, just because I want others to suffer my pain. And I think it's funny.

I also lol'd quietly today in Crawford's class when Crawford was doing his best not to strangle Hansi. Oh, Hansi.

Also, yay! The nice *coughandprettycough* Old English-speaking woman took the medievalist job! She was pretty rad in her interview/guest lecture thing. (And her names is also Stephanie, haha.)

But you know what's awesome? It's MOTHERFUCKING SONNET TIME in Crawford's class. I love me some sonnets. Hell, I write them occasionally. So yessssss.

Whee. I forgot how much I love having nailpolish on my fingernails. It's a pain to get the stuff on and looking halfway decent, but damn is it worth it when I manage it. It makes my (big ol' Kingdom Hearts-looking, lol) hands look longer and leaner, and delicate in a cool way. I feel purty. Or at least my hands do, lol. What color? Traffic cone orange! :D It stands out from my pale-as-goth skin pretty well. Also, it's traffic cone orange! What's not to love? 8D

In other news, I r teh poet English major. I write teh poems. Well, teh poem singular currently, but still. Yay, it's a sonnet, and yay it's actually about something for once. Usually I just write vague sonnets about the sea. Yeah, I'm strange. (Haha, instead of a woman personified as nature, I write about nature personified as a woman. I'm edgy, or something. Nineteenth century edgy, probably.)


Also also, in reference to my earlier Superjail fangirling, I'm working on some fanart for it. On a giant fucking posterboard. Because I hate myself, apparently. Pics if I ever finish it, lawls.

Aaaaaand I think that's it for now. Other than I'm apparently returning from my self-imposed internet exile, or something. What can I say, January was kind of shitty.