Good Friday
Mar. 26th, 2005 12:25 amAh, well... It's Good Friday (well... technically, it's Saturday now. Heh.) and it's late and I'm awake and... bored.
Well, really, I should be tired. But I slept in until 11:30 this morning and Steph slept until about 12, so... this might explain things. Girls' Night is so much more fun when you have no classes on Fridays. (And I did not have so much as a headache this morning, The, how cool is that? :) I did, however, already recieve teasing from Jenna. Sigh.)
So.... lalala. I want to do something, or talk to someone.
I should write! I keep saying this. Hm. But my Angel of Fiction is not online and I may need help on that last scene I've been stuck on, but I'm not sure how I'm stuck. Hm.
Ha! And I type this, and she signs on. Psychic. Hee... gonna go track down some good fics and chat with my Angel, provided she is able.
Oi, and I HATE the courtisan who spills the beans to the Duke about Christian and Satine. Grumble. (Watching Moulin Rouge, which is happiness...)
Well, really, I should be tired. But I slept in until 11:30 this morning and Steph slept until about 12, so... this might explain things. Girls' Night is so much more fun when you have no classes on Fridays. (And I did not have so much as a headache this morning, The, how cool is that? :) I did, however, already recieve teasing from Jenna. Sigh.)
So.... lalala. I want to do something, or talk to someone.
I should write! I keep saying this. Hm. But my Angel of Fiction is not online and I may need help on that last scene I've been stuck on, but I'm not sure how I'm stuck. Hm.
Ha! And I type this, and she signs on. Psychic. Hee... gonna go track down some good fics and chat with my Angel, provided she is able.
Oi, and I HATE the courtisan who spills the beans to the Duke about Christian and Satine. Grumble. (Watching Moulin Rouge, which is happiness...)