"Someone You Know, Or Just a Stranger?"

[psalm_onethirtyone]

I feel ill. And tired. I want to go to bed and get up around four and then read for a while before coming downstairs in a fuzzy flannel nightdress and eating toast, and then I want to change into something comfortable and boring, instead of decent work clothes, and play Scrabble with Waen and watch old films.

I do not want to finish Chapter Two of Grote's Comprehensive Guide to Wheelock's Latin; finish my report of Iceland; do algebra that for some reason I am getting all wrong; or go off to work in an hour and spend five hours standing up trying to deal with Mary and Alberta fighting; and no one ever understanding what I'm trying to say; and Michelle hating me because I work with Linda; and Rebecca, who can be far too chipper for her own good.

Also, I think I'm going to have a sore throat. I want to go back to bed, for the love of God! *cries*

On the plus side, I finally got Vivachi burned. But I have no CD cases.

Comments

[cette-vie.livejournal.com]

How is the Wheelock? I'm a Jenney girl.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Arglesmurfglehb.

I am not as exceptionally fond of Wheelock. I rather liked Latina Christiana. But it is Grote, really, who induces fury and kill-ness. He is so incredibly patronising and infuriating and OMG DIE.

And I never have violent urges, so meh.

[cette-vie.livejournal.com]

*dies* I"m very sorry!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Oh, don't be. Soujin = world's biggest drama queen.