what brian wilson meant

mood: soon-to-be ill
music: will 90.9 fm
CPCetc: mmm... tea.

Mrph. Sweepy.

TO DO TOMORROW
+ monologues. the fuckers.
+ jazz music. the bigger fucker.
+ go to post
+ go to movie rental place thingy
+ go to library (???)
+ edit scripts (psst! paige! help me?)
+ do some dramaturdg work
+ laundry (my trousers smell like vodka. gee. wonder why.)
+ find/organise bookbag et al
+ write a bit
+ clean room (???)

My throat has sickly-scratchy things inside it. They showed up all of a sudden about an hour ago. They maketh me a saddened panda.

I ran amok with Katiemakespie this afternoon. 'Twas muchly fun. We went to Wally-World wherein I purchased new deodorant. ...Which she has! Shite! *adds that to list*

Then we went to Barnes and Noble. I picked up a calender and a journal that has a King Kong poster on the cover. It is sehr schmexxy. Thus, I refuse to be upset by people calling me lame and also a tool. Fay Wray is hot in pencilled form. So there. Though, admittedly, she's hot regardless. Maybe I'll pick that up tomorrow at the video rental place thingy? *ponders this*

After that, I went to get pizza with Marion and Erik. Please note: Micheleo's deep-dish is so hella tasty, it requires the prefix 'hella'. And I don't use 'hella' for just anything. Only the most hella-worthy things receive it. And this was most certainly hella-worthy.

Since then, I've been sitting at Bosie and typing random shite. Which is always fun, admittedly, though not terribly productive. And finding out random facts about silly movies. Did you know that in the original Kong, the character of the cook and the Chinese guy were combined and named 'Charlie', and he was played by Victor Wong? Coincidence? I think not.

Oh, Peter Jackson. You are always willing to split apart a character for slash possibilities. That's why I heart you so very, very much. Le sigh.

And now, I think I'll go find an Acorn catalogue and peruse it. For I am a shameless fangirl without a life.

I love break.