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Jul. 19th, 2007 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
htothehI cooked last night! By which I mean, chicken and peppers and onions went in a pan, and fajitas came out. Leftovers are a beautiful, beautiful thing.
Mona's reading Deathly Hallows right now, and Saturday seem a long way off. At this point, though, I have enough lack of time that torrenting it is definitely not worth it, even if I wanted to read it on a computer screen.
Lessee... there was zoo this past weekend, at which I fed the giraffes. Their tongues feel more dense than dogs', but about equally slobbery. I engaged in a moment of tug-of-war with the big pushy one; their tongues are also much stronger than dogs', but I guess that makes sense for a grazing animal that uses tongue to grab stuff. I also obtained a red panda stuffed animal, because they're fluffy and cute, and giant pandas are totally overrated. Overall zoo cost: way too much, but I haven't been in about ten years, and a good picture of me feeding a giraffe is totally worth it.
I seem to have a lot more words lately. Maybe it's just that I don't really have anyone here to spurt them all out to. Phones make talking to Rudys difficult, especially since we usually only sync up when I'm headed to bed, and thus very sleepy. I'm trying to be better about listening to other people talking, which of course leaves me less time to talk. That being the idea, I can live with that, but it leaves me with all this pointless stuff to talk about, and no one with whom to talk about it. Yay LJ?
The past few days, I've been thinking about people I haven't seen for a while. I have no idea what Christine is doing now, since I've barely spoken to her since last December, and there are several people I should have called a whole heck of a lot more while I was home at the beginning of the summer and are now three time zones away. Stupid round earth.
There is lots to do tonight, since my tomorrow looks something like: work, play frisbee, tango, grab dinner quick somewhere, Harry Potter party!, sleep, bus then train at an ungodly hour on Saturday. I am not going to want to pack tomorrow night. This is a fact. And if I don't do dishes, then no one will do dishes, and besides most of them are mine (I think) so it's fair that I get the sink emptied now. I don't want to. I want to go to bed.
Tightly scheduled weekends that involve going out of town are hard.
Mona's reading Deathly Hallows right now, and Saturday seem a long way off. At this point, though, I have enough lack of time that torrenting it is definitely not worth it, even if I wanted to read it on a computer screen.
Lessee... there was zoo this past weekend, at which I fed the giraffes. Their tongues feel more dense than dogs', but about equally slobbery. I engaged in a moment of tug-of-war with the big pushy one; their tongues are also much stronger than dogs', but I guess that makes sense for a grazing animal that uses tongue to grab stuff. I also obtained a red panda stuffed animal, because they're fluffy and cute, and giant pandas are totally overrated. Overall zoo cost: way too much, but I haven't been in about ten years, and a good picture of me feeding a giraffe is totally worth it.
I seem to have a lot more words lately. Maybe it's just that I don't really have anyone here to spurt them all out to. Phones make talking to Rudys difficult, especially since we usually only sync up when I'm headed to bed, and thus very sleepy. I'm trying to be better about listening to other people talking, which of course leaves me less time to talk. That being the idea, I can live with that, but it leaves me with all this pointless stuff to talk about, and no one with whom to talk about it. Yay LJ?
The past few days, I've been thinking about people I haven't seen for a while. I have no idea what Christine is doing now, since I've barely spoken to her since last December, and there are several people I should have called a whole heck of a lot more while I was home at the beginning of the summer and are now three time zones away. Stupid round earth.
There is lots to do tonight, since my tomorrow looks something like: work, play frisbee, tango, grab dinner quick somewhere, Harry Potter party!, sleep, bus then train at an ungodly hour on Saturday. I am not going to want to pack tomorrow night. This is a fact. And if I don't do dishes, then no one will do dishes, and besides most of them are mine (I think) so it's fair that I get the sink emptied now. I don't want to. I want to go to bed.
Tightly scheduled weekends that involve going out of town are hard.
