BIG INTERNET HUGS Y'ALL.BIG BIG THANKS weskerismybitch and nyohah
for the thoughtful gifts: prettyful layout + extra userpics x Tron
music or figures (I can't deciiide) = AW HELL YEAAAH.
It is 2011 and we don't have orbital shuttles to the moon colony yet.
Because we don't have a moon colony yet.
We don't even have a space program anymore. (Fuck you, Mr. President. Respectfully. With a strap-on as thick as a baby's arm.)
I am 28 and have been for two days now. I made this badass icon to celebrate. Feel the 80's bb
I found the building's acoustic sweet spot; I can finally leave the radio on and hear it throughout the house!
I have a car! I'm making payments on it, and I'm learning to drive it. My personal goal is to have my real grownup license by Spring Break 11. She's an '01 and she smells like vomit where the party girl who used to own her urked in the back and let it soak in instead of cleaning it like a decent human being, and NO AMOUNT OF PINE SOL has been able to kill the smell. Seriously, I've tried it twice now. But the CD changer and the air conditioner both work. AT THE SAME TIME
, so the majority of my serious needs are met.
I got a 100% on my major paper of the past term. From my scary Japanese sensei. According to her rubrik, not only is that a literal perfect score
, but "meets standards for publication after suitable revisions."
I can't be space uke anymore, because I'm being computer controller instead.
to update this more frequently and stay in touch better, but really the most I can promise is that I'll try very hard. Basically, as soon as I graduate from this program in December--meaning work on my thesis starts in nine days
and remember how invisible I was last time? Yeaah.--but anyway as soon as I'm done with this one, I start my Technical Writing Masters
So, basically, if I don't freak out and leap off a building from the stress, I'll have two Masters degrees just in time for the end of the world
Hopefully I'll also be a real live Worker Bee with an Actual Job by then.
I'm not really sure about the whole meeting guys thing; I have a feeling like I'm going to be moving within the next two years, probably toward the West. That'll put me closer to all my United States friends, so I'm not worried at all. I just wish I knew when and how it was happening, but I'll just trust that it will.
Meantime: Spring Break at Universal Citywalk erry night in MAAARRCH;
DECENT MUSIC ERRY THURSDAY Y'ALL. That's my backup plan if my stepcousin who doesn't actually like me doesn't want to go on a road trip: get hammered and dance with all the other nearly-thirtysomethings.
I have fantasies of making myself a Clu-style jacket out of Goodwill finds and reflective tape, but I can't actually sew.
Also: I really love Starbucks. Sometimes that prefab, commercialized bullshit cafe` is the prettiest, nicest, best-smelling part of my day.
I think we're done here.
How's life treating ya, babycakes? ♥