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I’m also not a Weasly. I contain multitudes.

Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.

I knew it, I’m a Weasly (and a poorly chosen typeface)

Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.

I’m reading Elegy for Iris. Intimacy is such an awesome/aweful thing. That anyone should ever know your thoughts – even to the extent that they know what they do not (and will not) know is jarring. And wonderful.

I wonder sometimes about love. All that I’ve read on love (or at least my interpretation of it) has pointed to an ideal, platonic form of love qua love, not the sometimes dusty, somtimes messy love we live with day to day. The same stones polished by rivers sit in dirt or moulder on dusty shelves.

Ever get so wrapped up in metaphor yo forget the truth exists?

They hate me here. Really. It’s pathetic. Having a job one hates is so much more preferable to having a job one hates, and is sucky at.

I actually was good at this when I started. I got compliments galore on my efficiency, my competence. But then I had the bright idea to go back to school. And work suffered (how could it not?) in spite of my attempts to keep my studentude out of the workplace.

And now, everythings a mess. And that familiar chorus has started to echo in my head, with every mistake made, with every overdue project tackled: but I don’t even want to be here.

Am I applying to grad school because I want to go there, or just because I want to go?

happy birthday to you

happy birthday to you

Happy Birthday, Dear Dadmoo

happy birthday to you

Do you every have that feeling, like something went awry a while back and you’ve only just now started to notice? I swear, it happens without fail: I’ll have this tremendous burst of egotism: for weeks on end, I’m irresistable, smarter than smart, prettier than pretty, bursting out at the edges with potential.

And then it stops. I wake up in the middle of the night, seized with the memory of some past dorkilation, convinced that I’ve (literally or metephorically) pooped the bed. Bleh. Would that I could be manic forever.

What a fun quiz. I could take it all day

Looks as though you’ve got your heart set on the
second Romana, as played by Lalla Ward! This
tempting Time Lady conceals her inhuman
cleverness behind a disarmingly enthusiastic
and girlish demeanor. She’s an eclectic blonde
who loves to travel and enjoy herself, and if
you gaze too long into those summer-sky eyes,
she’ll have you wrapped around her finger. Not
that you’ll mind.

Which Lovely Doctor Who Companion Are You Ashamed To Admit Your Crush On?
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Not at all what I expected…

Why, you’re ga-ga for Sarah Jane Smith, as played
by Elisabeth Sladen! Sarah is charming,
tolerant, loyal, wholesome, and quite
emotionally stable. Her courage comes and goes,
but when she bites back her fear there’s not
much she won’t face down.

Which Lovely Doctor Who Companion Are You Ashamed To Admit Your Crush On?
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I woke up this morning from a dream of being a rock star. Or actually a former rock star. But the band was getting back together. I had one of those soulful ‘humina humnina’ voices. And I played the guitar (which caused me no end of stress, as I didn’t know how to tune it.

It was a pleasure waking up this morning to clean sheets. And differently coloured ones. I don’t know why, but more often than not, I’ll just wash the same ol’ sheets over and over. Going into the linen closet for the spare set (the washing machine in our building is busted) was a revelation. Blue sheets. Bluuuuuue.

I like the word busted. Busted.

I need to get to my Grad School applications. What’s holding me back?

Actually part of me still doesn’t beleive I have my BA – I haven’t gotten my grades back yet. What if I really didn’t do it? THey’d have told me by now, right?

I’m wearing a red leather skirt. Feels good. Oh, yeah.