So, up bright and early tomorrow to go to Waterville to visit Thomas College for my brother's college orientation. >_<
See, now, I'm not a parent. But I'm going because he wants me to see the campus (whoopee) and Mom practically begged me not to leave her alone with him for the whole day.
And dammit, when she gives me the begging, I can't say no.
So, ugh.
I'm afraid I'll get inordinately jealous that he's just starting college and I'll never go back to UMF again (as a student). ::whimper::
I won't miss the English papers. No, I won't. Hmm.
I followed up on the 10 job applications I sent out last week. I worked myself into a nervous frenzy before actually calling, and then felt sick, but nothing bad happened. Except one secretary was snappish and short. Which did not lead to hugs and puppies, as far as my confidence level goes.
Saw X-3 last night with
zoe_chan.
The jury is still out.
Except ARGH!!! Insane fury at a lot of it.
And geeky joy at some.
::sigh::
This is why I love fanfic. And I'm *trying* not to get sucked into the X-Men fandom, and if it weren't for a need to *fix* certain things the movie did, I think I could avoid.
But there were some things that made me just irrationally angry enough that... I want to correct them, or have someone else correct them.
That and I have Cedric Diggory essays and stories to write. (Well, one of each, but.)
And I have to write my
everyfiveyears Helga Hufflepuff fic, now that
zoe_chan has posted her Rowena Ravenclaw fic.
Sigh.
AND I have to do my Sorting Hat fic for
huff_fics. The mod should participate! (As we have one entry thus far. Although I did give until the 10th.)
I start work on Monday. ::sigh:: Ah well.
I have HP and X-Men on the brain. But I should sleep, because the morning will come *terribly* soon.
And I love Sir Ian McKellan and Patrick Stewart in insane ways. I told
zoe_chan that if they spent the whole movie standing (or sitting) around and talking, I'd love it. It would be the perfect movie.
I crush on them and their subtext that is not subtextual at all. =D
And I do love to hear them speak. But just looking at them works, too.
zoe_chan made me stay up until 3 am so she could give me this icon as a present. It was totally worth it. ;) ::squeezes her::
See, now, I'm not a parent. But I'm going because he wants me to see the campus (whoopee) and Mom practically begged me not to leave her alone with him for the whole day.
And dammit, when she gives me the begging, I can't say no.
So, ugh.
I'm afraid I'll get inordinately jealous that he's just starting college and I'll never go back to UMF again (as a student). ::whimper::
I won't miss the English papers. No, I won't. Hmm.
I followed up on the 10 job applications I sent out last week. I worked myself into a nervous frenzy before actually calling, and then felt sick, but nothing bad happened. Except one secretary was snappish and short. Which did not lead to hugs and puppies, as far as my confidence level goes.
Saw X-3 last night with
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The jury is still out.
Except ARGH!!! Insane fury at a lot of it.
And geeky joy at some.
::sigh::
This is why I love fanfic. And I'm *trying* not to get sucked into the X-Men fandom, and if it weren't for a need to *fix* certain things the movie did, I think I could avoid.
But there were some things that made me just irrationally angry enough that... I want to correct them, or have someone else correct them.
That and I have Cedric Diggory essays and stories to write. (Well, one of each, but.)
And I have to write my
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Sigh.
AND I have to do my Sorting Hat fic for
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I start work on Monday. ::sigh:: Ah well.
I have HP and X-Men on the brain. But I should sleep, because the morning will come *terribly* soon.
And I love Sir Ian McKellan and Patrick Stewart in insane ways. I told
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
I crush on them and their subtext that is not subtextual at all. =D
And I do love to hear them speak. But just looking at them works, too.
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