"Love is the Thing that has Licked 'Em..."

I am exceeding cold.

Also there is a dreadful lot to do to-day, and I shall have no time at all, I do not think. And I have half a dozen packages or letters to send, and cannot think when I shall have time to get them together. Perhaps I will take Thursday off (from the internet) (from the world).

The cold is dreadful, though. We are not allowed to have heating in the house, saith the father, because heating oil is too expensive; so we shall have fires at night, as usual, but not turn the thermostat up.

Happy birthday, sirius_meihim! ^_______^ *sprinkles confetti at, cheerfully*

And now I'll finish my maths and geography. Also, I'm behind reading Exodus. Flaiiiiil.

Shall get my sweater while I'm at it.

"Two Eyes that Shine Like the Moon, but the Clouds Never Let them Come Out..."

...Lillie is getting the Crack! Hamlet musical. The whole thing. How much does this rock? I mean, how much does this utterly totally impossibly win?

*bweeeeeeeeeeees*

So, yes, in other news...!

I am exhausted, and I don't know why, but I am utterly exhausted. I have had no time at all to-day, just as I imagined, but still, that oughtn't be enough, ought it?

I have been forbidden on pain of death to sing Artificial Flowers, especially if I should sing it the way Bobby Darin does. On the other hand, I am no longer forbidden to play the Crack!Hamlet musical; Waen has actually become so fond of some of the songs that she plays them voluntarily, very often.

I have even more things to send, now, but no envelopes or boxes. My collection is failing me rather. I shall have to make a search on Thursday indeed (I shall have no time to-morrow). Mum was going to come with me to work to-morrow, but something came up and she can't. She has been promising that eventually she will since last April; the trouble is that my work is almost exactly like her work, so she already knows what it is, and says it would be rather a busman's holiday. ;_; But I want her to meet my people, especially Anna.

Anna said if I should give her a photograph of myself, she'll give me one of her. ^_________^ Then I could show you--! And I should not ever have to worry about forgetting her. I should not, of course, but I really do like the idea of having a photograph of her. I shall try to find one of myself that's halfway decent.

The socken are upsetting me. I have never been this upset about any of them before. Augh. ;_____________;

I don't think I have the energy to do anything to-morrow, and yet there's more to do to-morrow than to-day. I shall never be free (of course I shall; I'm being very silly). I'm hungry, and I can't think why, although perhaps it's the fact that we had supper at five because of my French class, and it was very light... but still, but still.

Ngg.

I need a fire and a mug of cocoa and my sweater and a book, that's what I need.

Unfortunately, I shall not be getting them.