where am i?

- last night was fabulous...perez, erin & i drove down aurora, blasting wicked out the windows & singing along, loudly. we scoped out seats & put our stuff all over everything. we went in costume! (some of us did...) i went as rogue, & actually used that white hair paint we got for the vampire movie, plus gloves & erin's scarf. perez went as gambit, bandanna & vinyl pants & big coat. andy came as cyclops--he stole my sunglasses. it was amazing. there was another group of costumers there, done up like the old yellow spandex comics version. we took pictures. heh.
the movie itself was entertaining, but yeah, not as good as the first two. there were a lot of "er...wtf?" moments, but some good ones too--angel's leap, & 'do you know who i am? i'm the juggernaut, bitch!' (& if you don't get that, go watch this before you see the movie, although not in the presence of your parents, people who still have to worry about that). & ian mckellen--no particular moment, just, y'know, sir ian. & wolverine, too. & beast. it was fun.


- i had four sessions in a row this morning at the wc. larry randomly observed me. & then dominique did. i don't think i like getting observed all that much. oh well...

- i finished all my history reading & caught up. now i just need to dive into those damned paper rewrites.... school is almost over. this is both good & bad...there's far too much to do in far to few days. eep.

- folklife tomorrow! i don't know when. but sometime. i am thrilled!

- finally, because i feel geeky & this fit:

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Of course Ian McEwan lives in Oxford. Two of the most incredible writers I have read live there.

Do I just need to move to Oxford, in order to become a brilliant writer?