Yes. I know.
Apr. 13th, 2005 11:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ithikaReason: I had only two lectures today. And I can download both of them.
Reason: I was obscenely tired this morning for no reason[!], which filled me with pouty, sleep-fuzzy irritation. In order to combat this, I went back to sleep and woke up at 10.30. The rest will soon be history.
Today I plan to go driving - using my Dad's Ute, mainly because itis red doesn't stall as easily as my mum's Little White car. In spite of this, I believe I will be able to stall it. It also has power steering, yay. And, uhm, something else awesome.
So I have another year of paid LJ time, and like 50 basquillion icons. What am I going to do with 50 icons... hm. I'm sure I'll think of something. So it's been like 3 years with livejournal. Or something. Or 2. This being the third year of use, with two years behind. You know.
I feel very bad for neglecting certain beloved friends.
GAH! I need that song, by System of a Down, the one that appears to be about Cocaine, if memory is right [which I'm 99.9% certain it is] Because I've been struck with poinient memories of moshing to it twice now in the last day.
Adventure Quest/Hotmail hates me. The reason I say this is that I decided to play AQ today [in favour of doing anything useful] and I never got the email with the account details. Damnit. Ah well. I'm sure it's for the best.
There is no food in this hous-ooh, potatoes *munches*
You know, I never have anything interesting to say anymore. I used to be a deep thinker, but now when I do that I never feel the need to share/document the thoughts. *shrugs* I'm not sure why. But I'm not particuarly worried.
Oh, and for the record, I've somehow ended up being the organiser for a group assignment. *sigh*. I detest group assignments. It has nothing to do with the people. They all seem very nice. Even with I'm working with friends I loathe group assignments. Which I suppose is bad, because really, I'm not going to be able to work solitarially[allyallyally] forever. I know this. But it doesn't mean I have to like it. *headdesk* I should have taken a year off, I think. Maybe saved some money. Maybe brought a car, maybe paid off my PC by now. I'm really starting to feel tremendous guilt for making Gavin drive so far all the time, because petrol is so very expensive. I would offer him money for petrol but I know he wouldn't accept it for a few reasons... but maybe I should offer it anyway. But maybe that might offend him a bit. And I wouldn't want to do that.
Dad and Jack went away for a week [or something] today. I hope they have fun, although I am a bit jealous. Hey, now there's an idea.
Gavin came over for dinner last night. It was nice. We watched Empire Records, and we liked it [or, rather, Gavin liked it - I already knew I did.. if that makes any sense] and it was good.
I might go do constructive/useful stuff now.
Reason: I was obscenely tired this morning for no reason[!], which filled me with pouty, sleep-fuzzy irritation. In order to combat this, I went back to sleep and woke up at 10.30. The rest will soon be history.
Today I plan to go driving - using my Dad's Ute, mainly because it
So I have another year of paid LJ time, and like 50 basquillion icons. What am I going to do with 50 icons... hm. I'm sure I'll think of something. So it's been like 3 years with livejournal. Or something. Or 2. This being the third year of use, with two years behind. You know.
I feel very bad for neglecting certain beloved friends.
GAH! I need that song, by System of a Down, the one that appears to be about Cocaine, if memory is right [which I'm 99.9% certain it is] Because I've been struck with poinient memories of moshing to it twice now in the last day.
Adventure Quest/Hotmail hates me. The reason I say this is that I decided to play AQ today [in favour of doing anything useful] and I never got the email with the account details. Damnit. Ah well. I'm sure it's for the best.
There is no food in this hous-ooh, potatoes *munches*
You know, I never have anything interesting to say anymore. I used to be a deep thinker, but now when I do that I never feel the need to share/document the thoughts. *shrugs* I'm not sure why. But I'm not particuarly worried.
Oh, and for the record, I've somehow ended up being the organiser for a group assignment. *sigh*. I detest group assignments. It has nothing to do with the people. They all seem very nice. Even with I'm working with friends I loathe group assignments. Which I suppose is bad, because really, I'm not going to be able to work solitarially[allyallyally] forever. I know this. But it doesn't mean I have to like it. *headdesk* I should have taken a year off, I think. Maybe saved some money. Maybe brought a car, maybe paid off my PC by now. I'm really starting to feel tremendous guilt for making Gavin drive so far all the time, because petrol is so very expensive. I would offer him money for petrol but I know he wouldn't accept it for a few reasons... but maybe I should offer it anyway. But maybe that might offend him a bit. And I wouldn't want to do that.
Dad and Jack went away for a week [or something] today. I hope they have fun, although I am a bit jealous. Hey, now there's an idea.
Gavin came over for dinner last night. It was nice. We watched Empire Records, and we liked it [or, rather, Gavin liked it - I already knew I did.. if that makes any sense] and it was good.
I might go do constructive/useful stuff now.
