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Jul. 29th, 2007 10:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
erilyn* Saw The Simpsons movie today (which was very good!) with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
iibnf and the visiting minaloush, with two guest appearances by tapedeck's evil twin. There was also shopping (including playing with makeup and fondling fabric), gourmet pizza and dessert, and an awful lot of talking about stuff.
* Sadly, there is damage to the car from the hailstorm on Friday, lots of little dimpling :(
* Uni starts again this week, but my timetable is ok, and I'm working Mondays and Fridays. Wish I had all my results from last semester though. I notice the course coordinator answers pointless thank you messages on the noticeboard, but not my polite email asking about my marks. Fuck you.
* Despite having a good day, am having a rather crappy evening. Just the usual worries about life, the universe, everything - family, study, work, gaining so much weight back, what the fuck I'm doing with my life, losing friendships, blah blah blah. God I'm so fucking emo sometimes that I piss myself off and feel like saying just go cut yourself and write bad poetry already.
But I'm gonna go dry my hair instead and read mediocre Torchwood fiction (aka official tie-in novel) instead.
iibnf and the visiting minaloush, with two guest appearances by tapedeck's evil twin. There was also shopping (including playing with makeup and fondling fabric), gourmet pizza and dessert, and an awful lot of talking about stuff.* Sadly, there is damage to the car from the hailstorm on Friday, lots of little dimpling :(
* Uni starts again this week, but my timetable is ok, and I'm working Mondays and Fridays. Wish I had all my results from last semester though. I notice the course coordinator answers pointless thank you messages on the noticeboard, but not my polite email asking about my marks. Fuck you.
* Despite having a good day, am having a rather crappy evening. Just the usual worries about life, the universe, everything - family, study, work, gaining so much weight back, what the fuck I'm doing with my life, losing friendships, blah blah blah. God I'm so fucking emo sometimes that I piss myself off and feel like saying just go cut yourself and write bad poetry already.
But I'm gonna go dry my hair instead and read mediocre Torchwood fiction (aka official tie-in novel) instead.
