prairiedaun

So yesterday coleman_genie, ananasananas and I met _jibberish_ at the airport. We then went back to her place for photos and snacks and, you know, catching up with our best friend after a three month absence. So of course we nearly killed ourselves laughing. Eventually we left so they could have dinner, and I came home to Mom and Stuart finishing up with dinner. Okay, whatever. Then there was the unpleasantness and then the bookstore, where I would have liked to have spent more time with mom, especially in the Starbucks, but whatever. I'm trying to let go since, you know, stress induced ailments are bad.

I did get to do one of the things I wanted to last night, buying some Jane Austen. I bought my own copy of Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility. I admit, I bought this esition of it since it looks girly and all, but I'm really debating taking them back for regular classics version (Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice). Seriously, the question over what editions to buy vexes me because, assuming they stay in good condition (which is likely, since I take very good care of my books) I'd hope to pass these on to any nieces or daughters and I know that sounds ridiculous but I am so totally serious. Hrm. Maybe not- if I were to hand down any books, I'd rather they were hardbacks since they really do last longer. So, maybe just for me then, but still. These will be my copies for a good long while; I don't want to choose something I'll only end up hating in a few years.

Erm. Anyway. I also got an email from the professor, and we made an arrangement to meet this afternoon to discuss special topics courses. YAYE. Unless he's calling me in to say "no, I don't actually want to work with you anymore," but I dout he'd do that. Oh god, now I'm worried. I sabotage myself. Arrgh.

In honour of _jibberish_'s return, I present The Beetles- Letter B.

My friends will be happy to know that I did manage to get some sleep. However, now I'm wide awake, and screwed.

grr

I hope to fall asleep again soon. This is just terrible.

Boys suck.

*sigh* Yeah. My friends were right.

In happier news, I had an awesome time today at the Fringe. Saw "In the Spotlite", managed by our very own thegiantkiller, and then "Miss Julie" written by Herr Strindberg himself.

Why I loff my friends.

melloniel: omg, this soundtrack meme is driving me insane
andrealyn: which?
melloniel: the soundtrack to your life
melloniel: and songs for different things
prairiedaun: oooh
melloniel: wtf, i don't DO fight scenes.
prairiedaun: you've got to fight.
prairiedaun: for your right
prairiedaun: to parrrrrty
andrealyn: TO PARTY!
melloniel: TO PAAARTY

Dude, if I do end up collecting the Tamora Pierce books (mom keeps hinting at buying books for my future children. Umm...) I think I'd like to collect the British versions, simply for the WTFactor of the covers.

N'awww! Plush Microbes. Hrm, I think I see birthday presents!

For madamerotten:

As per this, I want to make an icon of emo bling: pins, wrist cuffs, ringer tees, dark jeans, chucks, messenger bags...

Ask me for "top five" lists of pretty much anything (within reason), and I will list you my top five of that thing or things.

Copy and give your own top fives.

ananasananas came over last night and helped me finish baking giner snapes. Yummy.

It feels so good to chat with friends- I have been seeing RL friends at different times, but often I'm alone for far too long.

*extra big hugs for rosie_riviter, numensule, andrealyn and melloniel*