Seam-Ripping
I've been neglectful. Neglectful of so many things it's ridiculous. School has been put on the back burner and then attempted to burn the house down. I'm currently grabbing the baking soda and lighting a candle. Unfortunately in that event Derek was burnt and I've remembered why I don't like guilt. I was rid of that old friend for a while and I was not pleased to see him back. Again I apologize but that's not going to bring him sleep.
This weekend has been a write off. I can't decide if I needed it as much as I think I did. Very little was accomplished but I got to experience a feeling of "free time", something that I miss dearly. Gods I can't wait until April. Until then, much reading shall be dealt with before I get myself in trouble. This shall be slotted in amongst the hunt for a jacket for Garou, the construction of a Nobilis costume, work, capoiera and (if weather permits) fire-play. Oh! and coffee with Tristan. I think I'm going to hibernate again for a while, *shiver* spend more time at home. Maybe I'll find a nice spot on my grass in the back yard and finish "The Woman in White". Finish him.
It's time to edit and photo-copy my presentation for tonight. I hate presentations. Even if it's only reading a piece of paper aloud in class, I still hate it. I just want to go home and read. And sleep. I wish I could do both at the same time. Wouldn't life be grand?
When I'm alone, I keep thinking the zombies are going to get me. That I'm going to turn around and there will be a dead guy with a stump for an arm, and blood covering his mouth and shirt, running full tilt at me for a chance to taste my flesh.
*giggles* Karen licked me yesterday. She also made out with me briefly. That was interesting. And somewhat rare for me. So much interesting yesterday. *chuckles* and all the women were in the kitchen... well briefly anyway.