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saints and sinners, losers and winners
Oct. 9th, 2007 05:26 pmI possibly have a job at a sweet shop - all I have to do is jump through an irritating amount of hoops which will eventually allow me to acquire a National Insurance number and all the tax paying privileges which go with it. Glee!
Even more gleeful - guess what I'm doing on the 8th of December? BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN AND THE E-STREET BAND. In Forum, which is *tiny* and it is going to be SO AWESOME. Incidentally, how did my father get these tickets? He had the entire office he works in stop working and call the ticket office - between them (about 50-odd phones) they bought 19 tickets. And one of them is mine. BOOYAH!
University has finally started and my time table is utterly fucked; Monday, Tuesday, Friday, I have one lecture/seminar - on Thursday, I have five hours and am in until 5 pm. WTF, I ask you! Particularly since I have two seminars and a workshop, which means I can't just half-ass it. And Wednesday's my favorite night out, too. Boo! Still, it is quite an open schedule, which I suppose is something, right?
The house of immense geekitude (you don't want to know how much Star Trek and Doctor Who merchandise we own ) continues to be lovely, even though I feel a bit spread thin between here and Gemma's and also, due to a drunken mishap a week and a half ago, my favorite housemate and I are quite awkward with each other. Still, on the whole - I have a lot of Star Trek and plenty of geeks and that makes me ridiculously happy.
Speaking of ridiculous and yet happy-making...I'm slightly addicted to the Luke/Noah story-line on As the World Turns. I am so ashamed! *hides* But it's so...so...so dramatic. And cute with the longing, and the don't-want-to-want-you-ness and the Evil!Dad plot point and just *hands*. It's like all those slash harlequin novels - all around goodness, man. (Even though they call it 'Nuke' and man, that just freaks me out. So wrong.)
Finally, I think there may be something in the coffee I've been drinking, because my hormones. Man. Let's talk about overpowering.
Or let's not. Because it is getting borderline embarrassing and I can't seem to stop. *locks door and hides*
Even more gleeful - guess what I'm doing on the 8th of December? BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN AND THE E-STREET BAND. In Forum, which is *tiny* and it is going to be SO AWESOME. Incidentally, how did my father get these tickets? He had the entire office he works in stop working and call the ticket office - between them (about 50-odd phones) they bought 19 tickets. And one of them is mine. BOOYAH!
University has finally started and my time table is utterly fucked; Monday, Tuesday, Friday, I have one lecture/seminar - on Thursday, I have five hours and am in until 5 pm. WTF, I ask you! Particularly since I have two seminars and a workshop, which means I can't just half-ass it. And Wednesday's my favorite night out, too. Boo! Still, it is quite an open schedule, which I suppose is something, right?
The house of immense geekitude (you don't want to know how much Star Trek and Doctor Who merchandise we own ) continues to be lovely, even though I feel a bit spread thin between here and Gemma's and also, due to a drunken mishap a week and a half ago, my favorite housemate and I are quite awkward with each other. Still, on the whole - I have a lot of Star Trek and plenty of geeks and that makes me ridiculously happy.
Speaking of ridiculous and yet happy-making...I'm slightly addicted to the Luke/Noah story-line on As the World Turns. I am so ashamed! *hides* But it's so...so...so dramatic. And cute with the longing, and the don't-want-to-want-you-ness and the Evil!Dad plot point and just *hands*. It's like all those slash harlequin novels - all around goodness, man. (Even though they call it 'Nuke' and man, that just freaks me out. So wrong.)
Finally, I think there may be something in the coffee I've been drinking, because my hormones. Man. Let's talk about overpowering.
Or let's not. Because it is getting borderline embarrassing and I can't seem to stop. *locks door and hides*
