Mar. 7th, 2005

mayhap: hennaed hands, writing (dreams underfoot)
It took some doing, but I finally managed to get the speakers, printer and ethernet all plugged into my AirPort Express and living in appropriate locations and now I can stream my music to them from all over the room and you have no idea how exciting this is to me. I swear, the Julliard String Quartet is in my room right now, playing for me while I study. Yes.

The affianced squid are as affectionate as ever. They sit together on the carpet at every possible opportunity, gazing into each other's eyes and holding each others tentacles and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears until the Squidmistress is forced to break them up. The second, or possibly third, time this happened, there were tears on the part of the gentleman, who is clearly the angstbunny of the two. They are adorable and I secretly root for them to stay together.

I wish it were Thursday night already and all my midterm work was done and I were flying home for spring break. Especially since I just realized that the original plotbunny I've been kicking around six months now would work so much better if I started with the scene in the hospital and then did a flashback, and I'd really rather be writing that or in fact doing pretty much anything other than that which I actually have to do at the moment. Odd, that.
mayhap: hennaed hands, writing (dreams underfoot)
It took some doing, but I finally managed to get the speakers, printer and ethernet all plugged into my AirPort Express and living in appropriate locations and now I can stream my music to them from all over the room and you have no idea how exciting this is to me. I swear, the Julliard String Quartet is in my room right now, playing for me while I study. Yes.

The affianced squid are as affectionate as ever. They sit together on the carpet at every possible opportunity, gazing into each other's eyes and holding each others tentacles and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears until the Squidmistress is forced to break them up. The second, or possibly third, time this happened, there were tears on the part of the gentleman, who is clearly the angstbunny of the two. They are adorable and I secretly root for them to stay together.

I wish it were Thursday night already and all my midterm work was done and I were flying home for spring break. Especially since I just realized that the original plotbunny I've been kicking around six months now would work so much better if I started with the scene in the hospital and then did a flashback, and I'd really rather be writing that or in fact doing pretty much anything other than that which I actually have to do at the moment. Odd, that.

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