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I meant to update this thing an hour and a half ago, but got distracted. Yay for fanfiction, icons, and ballet tips.

Last night I dreamed that I was watching the season finale of CSI, and Grissom asked Sara to marry him. I'm sitting there with a handful of popcorn halfway to my mouth, thinking, "What the fuck?!? They haven't even been talking all season; they must keep it all on the DL like all the fanfic writers have them do." At any rate, I blame this little piece of madness squarely on Karen, with her talk of David and rings and such.

Then I fell asleep on the bus, and when I woke up I thought I was on my way to the Skaneateles Invitational. Urg. NOT something you want to be thinking when you wake up on a bus, especially if you start freaking out about leaving your costume at home when your brain doesn't register a garment bag in the immediate area. After about thirty seconds I came to my senses.

Now I'm kind of hungry, but I don't really like the food they have here. Plus the cafeteria is closing in forty minutes, and I don't think I want to go all the way over there just for bad food that I'll regret buying. I have an apple but I don't want to eat it right now. I would eat it, though, if I had some peanut butter to eat it with.

My head kind of hurts, but at least I got my French topic paper handed in. It was probably all wrong, but whatever. As long as I pass, and then I'm not doing something dumn like taking French as a credit course again. Until I go to France and just cut out speaking English altogether for two years or so, I'm just going to go on being shitty at it.

Meh. Think will go try to locate some food.

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I meant to update this thing an hour and a half ago, but got distracted. Yay for fanfiction, icons, and ballet tips.

Last night I dreamed that I was watching the season finale of CSI, and Grissom asked Sara to marry him. I'm sitting there with a handful of popcorn halfway to my mouth, thinking, "What the fuck?!? They haven't even been talking all season; they must keep it all on the DL like all the fanfic writers have them do." At any rate, I blame this little piece of madness squarely on Karen, with her talk of David and rings and such.

Then I fell asleep on the bus, and when I woke up I thought I was on my way to the Skaneateles Invitational. Urg. NOT something you want to be thinking when you wake up on a bus, especially if you start freaking out about leaving your costume at home when your brain doesn't register a garment bag in the immediate area. After about thirty seconds I came to my senses.

Now I'm kind of hungry, but I don't really like the food they have here. Plus the cafeteria is closing in forty minutes, and I don't think I want to go all the way over there just for bad food that I'll regret buying. I have an apple but I don't want to eat it right now. I would eat it, though, if I had some peanut butter to eat it with.

My head kind of hurts, but at least I got my French topic paper handed in. It was probably all wrong, but whatever. As long as I pass, and then I'm not doing something dumn like taking French as a credit course again. Until I go to France and just cut out speaking English altogether for two years or so, I'm just going to go on being shitty at it.

Meh. Think will go try to locate some food.