Soujin (
psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2006-10-05 02:15 pm
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"I'd be Your Nelson if You'd be My Hamliton..."
Ahhhhh my userpics are going. O_O I'm going to try to download them all so I can keep them around until I can afford to renew them. XD For heaven's sake.
Zaraaaaaaaaaa. I got you spiced chai. :D Only after I got it it occurred to me that you couldn't actually make it because you haven't got a kitchen-thingy. So. Um. That was silly of me, clearly.
(I still loathe chem, but I'm doing better on Latin...!)
Had appointments with Delores and Gail to-day, got lots sorted out, discovered that somehow I have maintained my weight over the last month (...what?). I know how to bait Gail into telling me my weight, even though she's not supposed to. I am a horrible manipulative patient. In any case, I've maintained, even though I feel huge.
Keanu Reeves' Dracula? Oh, good Lord. It is ridiculous. But I am in love with Anthony Hopkins and his deadpan and his funny hair and his stakes. ...Lawrence Olivier was Van Helsing in the 1979 Dracula. I want to see it badly. But we watched Keanu!Dracula, and Daddy stayed perfectly still and silent while Mum and Waen and Soujin heckled the cast. I think he hates watching films with us. ^^;;;;
So I need to start answering e-mails again (Natalie e-mailed me, Amy e-mailed me; I need to e-mail Natalie C. to find out where my photography class actually is), and then go make muffins and actually do my chem test, which I would rather just hide from. And then to York with Mum for setting up the flower arranging things for her flower show, and then--come back and die. :D Or just read the D Case for the second time, because it is for the win.
I have nothing to say that is interesting in any way. :D
...And I still haven't finished the Don John/Hero fic from hell.
Zaraaaaaaaaaa. I got you spiced chai. :D Only after I got it it occurred to me that you couldn't actually make it because you haven't got a kitchen-thingy. So. Um. That was silly of me, clearly.
(I still loathe chem, but I'm doing better on Latin...!)
Had appointments with Delores and Gail to-day, got lots sorted out, discovered that somehow I have maintained my weight over the last month (...what?). I know how to bait Gail into telling me my weight, even though she's not supposed to. I am a horrible manipulative patient. In any case, I've maintained, even though I feel huge.
Keanu Reeves' Dracula? Oh, good Lord. It is ridiculous. But I am in love with Anthony Hopkins and his deadpan and his funny hair and his stakes. ...Lawrence Olivier was Van Helsing in the 1979 Dracula. I want to see it badly. But we watched Keanu!Dracula, and Daddy stayed perfectly still and silent while Mum and Waen and Soujin heckled the cast. I think he hates watching films with us. ^^;;;;
So I need to start answering e-mails again (Natalie e-mailed me, Amy e-mailed me; I need to e-mail Natalie C. to find out where my photography class actually is), and then go make muffins and actually do my chem test, which I would rather just hide from. And then to York with Mum for setting up the flower arranging things for her flower show, and then--come back and die. :D Or just read the D Case for the second time, because it is for the win.
I have nothing to say that is interesting in any way. :D
...And I still haven't finished the Don John/Hero fic from hell.
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Chaiiiii. Well! I have a kitchen-thingy at home, you know, which is where I'll be going a few weeks after you visit.
I'm glad Delores and Gail visits went well (are things better with Gail--?), even if you, miss, are being manipulative. XD Even though you aren't supposed to be caring about your weight (remember that, hmm?), I imagine it's probably good to see that your metabolism isn't quite as precarious as it feels. I bet you peanut butter wouldn't have affected it either. But-- I guess what I'm saying is that eating isn't the end of the world, see? And maybe that's good to realise right now. Maybe?
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*stops hijacking threads now*)
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...also, I should have used this icon to begin with, considering this post's subject line.
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Ohh, that's true. ^_^!
(Everything is good with Gail; it's Christine I'm still antsy about.) I am horrid, aren't I? And I DON'T REPENT. BWAHAHAH. Also, I'm glad that it isn't. Is--really a relief. And I am eating...! I had chicken soup and half a sandwich for lunch.
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I win at logic. ^_____^ And-- thank you. Chai is happiness in tea form.
(Ah! That's right. Have you seen her yet?) You are wicked, in fact. --It's good. Maybe it will help with some of the tension. Eating is good...! :D I'm proud.
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You do! --You're welcome. I saw it at the place where we had lunch and went EEEEEEEE CHAI LET ME GET SOME FOR ZARA!
(Not yet, but she's telephoned, so I definitely need to set up an appointment.) >:D I knew that. --I think so, too. And Gail says maybe it's time to cut down on my fluoxetine since a) I am doing v. well and b) my tremors are getting worse. ^____^ Thank you. It was wonderful chicken soup.
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*fluffs a Soujin* Chem is easy if you approach it logically -- !
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IT IS NOT. ;_____________________; My assignment to-day is callibrating a thermometre.
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IT IS SO, I PROMISE. ...wow. I've never done that before.
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NO, NO, IT IS NOT. ...See? See?
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Don't psychoanalyse me! *hides*
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