oh, huzzah for three day weekends
Nov. 11th, 2005 01:11 pmFinishing my history proposal before Friday: brilliant.
Sleeping until noon (that's 11 hours, people!): wonderful.
Having strange dreams about horses and jumping courses and odd people and lacking boots: weird, but good.
Eddie Izzard marathon with Erin tonight: Yee-es.
Sex in the City marathon later: Yee-es again.
Bizarre conversations over AIM: Always good. (Why, yes I do have chlorine gas, verily and aye.)
Frisbee today: good.
It being a little cold and wet: not so good.
Warm oatmeal: good.
I have been wanting to dance a lot lately. And not salsa (although that would be good too); I want to do ballet or something similar. Or maybe tap or jazz again. Something with swishy music and lots of arms. On the downside my right shoulder is a little messy...it keeps cracking. But oh well. I still want to dance...
seven days till Harry Potter / eleven days till turkeybreak / twenty-eight days till Narnia / twenty-eight days till winter break
Sleeping until noon (that's 11 hours, people!): wonderful.
Having strange dreams about horses and jumping courses and odd people and lacking boots: weird, but good.
Eddie Izzard marathon with Erin tonight: Yee-es.
Sex in the City marathon later: Yee-es again.
Bizarre conversations over AIM: Always good. (Why, yes I do have chlorine gas, verily and aye.)
Frisbee today: good.
It being a little cold and wet: not so good.
Warm oatmeal: good.
I have been wanting to dance a lot lately. And not salsa (although that would be good too); I want to do ballet or something similar. Or maybe tap or jazz again. Something with swishy music and lots of arms. On the downside my right shoulder is a little messy...it keeps cracking. But oh well. I still want to dance...
seven days till Harry Potter / eleven days till turkeybreak / twenty-eight days till Narnia / twenty-eight days till winter break