November 01, 2002 :: 10:24 a.m.
I feel a survey coming on
I want to write, but I don't want to write about anything in particular. So... survey! I stole this from someone a while ago, I haven't the faintest idea who. Sorry.
The Current Survey
Current Clothes: Mismatched underwear (black bra and tinkerbell undies), a really soft grey shirt that is currently on loan from Adam, jeans, green socks, and red shoes.
Current Mood: A bit troubled. I had bad dreams... I hate my bad dreams. They're always realistic. Why can't I dream about stuff that's completely impossible? As it is, I dream about bad things that could actually happen, and then I start to worry that I'm dreaming all premonitiony. Don't scoff; it's happened before.
Current Taste: Andes mints.
Current Make-up: None whatsoever. I look better without it, for some reason.
Current Hair: Wet, unbrushed, curling up.
Current Annoyance: Oh, where do I begin? Having no money. Having no job. Having no cohesive family unit. Having no kitties in my room. Being grotesque. Bad dreams. People. Digital Communications class in 36 minutes.
Current Smell: Erm... showery smell.
Current Thing I Ought To Be Doing: Getting ready for class.
Current Desktop Picture: Amelie skipping rocks.
Current Favorite Singer: Tori Amos.
Current Favorite Group: Something Corporate.
Current Book: Well, I'd like to be reading one of the new ones that I brought with me to school -
Becoming Madame Mao by Anchee Min. Instead, I'll be starting another enthnography for Anthro tonight. Grr.
Current CD In CD Player: Tori's new CD (
Scarlet's Walk). Mmmm. 18 tracks of auralgasmic bliss.
Current DVD In Player: Season two of Buffy, disk 5.
Current Worry: Asking my mom to pay for my birth control because I'm disgustingly poor. Finding the funds to pay for the gift that I want to get Adam for our upcoming 2-year anniversary. All of the work that I have to get done.
See, now, wasn't that fun? I certainly thought so. And now it's off to visit Adam in the computer lab, and then Digicom. I'll write something real later, I promise.
back & forth
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