i don't understand this at all.

Why are they cleaning the street? I mean, really. It's raining. Why?

Also, like clockwork, every night there is the crash of a bottle breaking in the parking lot below us--at about eleven thirty. Crash. Every night.

Just have to love the city...(cause if you don't, you'll go mad).

Tomorrow I am going to finally see avande! I am so excited!

Also I spend all night making Firefly icons instead of doing homework. Ah well. Tacitus is a bitter, bitter bastard and goes down well with breakfast, so. G'night all.

(Wow, this song....memories indeed. May can't come soon enough...)

More Icons: Firefly

Just got back from a lecture at the UW on Rome and her Caledonian Neighbors...very cool. By a professor from UBC, with a fabulous Scottish accent. Archeological stuff, which I adore.

And yet again, I can't help myself making loads of icons. Hey. I read nearly half of The Sorrows of Young Werther today, so I feel justified. Sorta.

Anywhoo, here are 34 various Firefly icons (three of them animated)--a bunch from "Jaynestown" and then some random.
Teasers:


( Our increasingly eerie-ass day... )