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It's Another Meme... Don't Stab Me.
Feb. 19th, 2007 02:41 pmI know I said I wouldn't do this, but my life really is this uneventful.
( As Nick Cave would say, Do You Love Me? )
The person who loves me mostest gets liquor.
In other news, Whitman makes me cream. Especially when the lecturer looks like House. One day, I shall have to post Emma's picspam-of-sorts for comparison. It's erotic. I pity/ mock the Victorian Lit folks slaving away at Middlemarch... American Lit pre-1910 is where it's at, y'all! Got my essay back, and it didn't suck! Plus, Natalie was really nice about my contributions in seminars. Apparently I'm very insightful with a great eye for detail, and am often able to send the discussion in a new and interesting direction with my brief, yet thought-provoking, interjections. Go me. It's not quite as good as that time when Kitten said I had 'piercing intelligence', but it's all gravy. Whatever the fuck 'it's all gravy' means. It's good, right?
Also, I'm still undecided whether or Kerri's interjections actually heighten my enjoyment of a film, or whether I should just follow my gut instinct and stab her in the head with an icepick.
( Cut for rant... )
I suppose I should mention My Day With The 'Rents, which was atually pretty good. Juanita was supposed to come up with them, but she got as far as Tesco's before throwing up and was duly deposited at home. She claims dodgy BBQ, I'm guessing Smirnoff Ice. Anyhow, I totally wowed them with the glory of Ask, got my mother slightly tipsy on Pinot Grigio Blush (I like Pinot, because Sideways says it's lush... I'm easily led), had the bearded equivalent of a fangirl debate with my dad about my course and reading list (He's with me on Early Renaissance Vs Late Renaissance: Fuck you, Ben Jonson!) and got bought a rather snazzy new coat. And they brought me a pouffe. So all is well.
Side note: Kirk, of Gilmore Girls fame, might actully be one of my favourite supporting characters ever.
Also, I should probably screen comments, because you're all dirty cheaters.
( As Nick Cave would say, Do You Love Me? )
The person who loves me mostest gets liquor.
In other news, Whitman makes me cream. Especially when the lecturer looks like House. One day, I shall have to post Emma's picspam-of-sorts for comparison. It's erotic. I pity/ mock the Victorian Lit folks slaving away at Middlemarch... American Lit pre-1910 is where it's at, y'all! Got my essay back, and it didn't suck! Plus, Natalie was really nice about my contributions in seminars. Apparently I'm very insightful with a great eye for detail, and am often able to send the discussion in a new and interesting direction with my brief, yet thought-provoking, interjections. Go me. It's not quite as good as that time when Kitten said I had 'piercing intelligence', but it's all gravy. Whatever the fuck 'it's all gravy' means. It's good, right?
Also, I'm still undecided whether or Kerri's interjections actually heighten my enjoyment of a film, or whether I should just follow my gut instinct and stab her in the head with an icepick.
( Cut for rant... )
I suppose I should mention My Day With The 'Rents, which was atually pretty good. Juanita was supposed to come up with them, but she got as far as Tesco's before throwing up and was duly deposited at home. She claims dodgy BBQ, I'm guessing Smirnoff Ice. Anyhow, I totally wowed them with the glory of Ask, got my mother slightly tipsy on Pinot Grigio Blush (I like Pinot, because Sideways says it's lush... I'm easily led), had the bearded equivalent of a fangirl debate with my dad about my course and reading list (He's with me on Early Renaissance Vs Late Renaissance: Fuck you, Ben Jonson!) and got bought a rather snazzy new coat. And they brought me a pouffe. So all is well.
Side note: Kirk, of Gilmore Girls fame, might actully be one of my favourite supporting characters ever.
Also, I should probably screen comments, because you're all dirty cheaters.
