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listening to: Wait - Sweeney Tood: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
watching: Junjou Romantica [or watiting to, anyway]
writing/reading: report on Winston Churchill
couldn't sleep last night, and i ended up going into the television room and doing this 3-mile taped workout led by some scary lady named Leslie Something-or-other. i actually worked a sweat up by the end of the second mile. maybe i'll do it tonight, too.
probably not.
so my computer is being a shit and won't load certain videos on Youtube; also, it's taking forever to load my favorite yaoi-manga-download-site, suzume.org. ANGER.
i really should be doing my report on Winston Churchill, but the dude can wait. he's been dead like thirty years anyhow. [please ignore any biographical errors in that sentence. i haven't been paying that much attention to my report.]
my hair looks like a giant poofball, because i didn't straighten it after i got out of the shower. i figure, it's sunday - i'm not going to see anybody, and even i did, they would understand that it's the weekend and therefore i am making no effort in my appearance whatesoever. i still run back and forth to the garage with my hands over my face....just in case.
woohoo, warp tour is in a month and a half! i am so excited. this will be my first concert ever. i usually avoid them like the plague due to all the flashing lights and stuff. but - warp tour is during the day and OUTSIDE. lucky.
so i tried working on my website last night, and got fed up. i'm just tired of trying to enjoy html again. i used to, a loooong time ago, when i had nothing else to do and thought it a majoy accomplishment to run like a million fanlistings at once. i never really updated, and i don't even remember all the ones i had. they're gone now, for sure. they kinda remind me of all that unfinished fanfiction i wrote [see rurouni kenshin - perhaps in the past.] i wrote over a hundred pages of that shit, and never even finished. what a freaking waste.
after my work out last night i watched PS - I Love You. holy. shit. i swear, i cried the entire movie, nonstop except for perhaps a chuckle every now and then. talk about sad. gah. was worth it, though, to see gerard butler all sexy and irish. [even though he's really scottish.]
anywho, that's enough for now. nothing else to write.Labels: gerard butler, ps i love you, warp tour, workout |
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Name: seizurific
Home: Holloman AFB, New Mexico
About Me: 17-year-old kid that would really like to never turn 18. Listens to twilight-rock, wizard-rock, and
Mugglecast. Reads classic lit, manga, and comic books.
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