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I need a tread mill. I went running today, and found that, for the first time, I enjoyed it, but it's just cold and now that both iPods have died, it's a little boring. A treadmill? Would fix this. And I need to lose weight, because I completely fell off my diet in Febuaury and am failing to get back on it, and I can *feel* that I've put weight back on, which just sucks, particularly since the school galla is April 1st. And makes me feel like crap - but then again, so does dieting. I can't win. *grumps*

In less woe-is-me news, going out tonight! Woot! Going to a concert with Rasmus and some of his friends (seems a recurring weekend theme these days) so that's kind of nervewracking - new people! Eeek! But Rasmus' female friends generally are friendly, normal-ish people, so not as nervewracking as last weeks meet and greet with the greater gay population of CPH. If only I wasn't so tired.

So, what else? Oh! Ziva/Abby is starting to look like a viable NCIS pairing, yay! I never want to have to sit through three hours of religion ever again, please. I am so incredibly sick of politicians talking about "the way the tone used to be", as if politics ever was all noble intention. Oh, and the most awesome thing about the Oscars, save Clooney winning? The 'cowboys are straight' segment. HEE!

Still sleepy.

Does anyone know where Tess is? Haven't seen her in a while...

Quick update before I wander off to do a fourty minute poetry analysis (fourty minutes! what are you, UCL, high?). At least the book reviews are done - I have once again managed to write something personal, without ever using the word 'I'. Because I was brainwashed in the US to never, ever use 'I' in school work, and as a consequence, I don't. Ever. Even when writing Danish essays which are supposed to be personal, I cannot use the word I (or, rather jeg/mig. Because I don't write Danish essays in English. Obviously). The personal pronoun in school work gives me connipition fits. I wonder if that makes it a phobia?

Anyway, one of the most awesome articles about Hollywood and the Oscars ever:

-- I'm sorry, I just want to chime in here. Are you trying to play that McCarthy was just a well-meaning Senator who's just now being maligned by revisionist liberals, and that his vicious drunken smear tactics, abuse of his office and treason-mongering are only being made subject of the film because he's Republican? Seriously, you want to live in that camp? ... oooookay. Just checking.

A response to everyone and their mother accusing the Academy favouring "indie" movies, with liberal agendas. The whole thing is hilarious, but that paragraph had me laughing my ass off.

And now I scuttle back to my English work. I still say you can't do an acceptable poetry analysis in fourty minutes, though.