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mayhapI am pleased to report that there is such a word as meganology (or meganologie). Of course, it doesn't actually mean the study of Megans, it means "a great speech or discourse", and it appears to be so obscure that it was used once, by some guy in 1656. But still.
I found a nifty vintage blue wool sweater at a thrift store. I am the sort of person who goes into thrift stores on a regular basis and yet never seems to turn up anything that could be worn in any context other than Geriatric 80s Day, or maybe as the fashionable equivalent of a hair shirt, so I count this as a great victory.
You know, the great thing about my long black winter coat is not merely that I can carry my iPod in one pocket and my keys, ID, compact, lip gloss, etc. etc. in the other. No, the really great thing is that, whilst I'm doing this, it furnishes the illusion that I actually have hips. (Of course, once I remove the coat it becomes, er, amply evident that this is not at all the case.)
I bought a paid account for my RP journal that should last until approximately when I leave office, because I am that much of a dork.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
worldaffairs remains one of the best things you can do sober. And also, on occasion, somewhat tipsy, as well.
EDIT: Oooh, I am talented. Having returned the book I wanted this morning at 9:30 and retained the book I was done with and that was due at 9:45, I have accomplished nothing whatever but racking up £5.50 in fines. Go me.
EDIT, NOW WITH ADDED IRRITATION: AIM won't let me sign into two of my accounts. Grr.
I found a nifty vintage blue wool sweater at a thrift store. I am the sort of person who goes into thrift stores on a regular basis and yet never seems to turn up anything that could be worn in any context other than Geriatric 80s Day, or maybe as the fashionable equivalent of a hair shirt, so I count this as a great victory.
You know, the great thing about my long black winter coat is not merely that I can carry my iPod in one pocket and my keys, ID, compact, lip gloss, etc. etc. in the other. No, the really great thing is that, whilst I'm doing this, it furnishes the illusion that I actually have hips. (Of course, once I remove the coat it becomes, er, amply evident that this is not at all the case.)
I bought a paid account for my RP journal that should last until approximately when I leave office, because I am that much of a dork.
worldaffairs remains one of the best things you can do sober. And also, on occasion, somewhat tipsy, as well.EDIT: Oooh, I am talented. Having returned the book I wanted this morning at 9:30 and retained the book I was done with and that was due at 9:45, I have accomplished nothing whatever but racking up £5.50 in fines. Go me.
EDIT, NOW WITH ADDED IRRITATION: AIM won't let me sign into two of my accounts. Grr.
