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commotiocordis) wrote2006-10-23 06:52 pm
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One of my old friends that I used to talk to a lot online just had a baby. Yay, Xakana! We haven't talked in a year or so, though, which makes me sad. Don't you hate that? You just sort of quit talking, and it's all *is sad*. I knew she and her husband had been trying for a baby, but I didn't even know she was pregnant until she just posted on VJB that she gave birth last Sunday to a daughter.
Anyway. *Is happy for her.*
My brother bought the Pets thing for Sims 2, so now the computer is even slower. Grr.
I've got a math quiz and a chemistry quiz, the chemistry one over stuff that I was gone both lecture days for and as such I have no idea what we're even doing. And a history project bit due Friday that I really have to find the time to do. And a chemistry lab that evidently was due today that I totally didn't realize we even had to write up. At least my teacher finally coughed up my lab book. She kept claiming that all the books she had were in the folders at the back of the room, and suddenly mine appeared by (though not in) the folders today. Hmm. I wonder. She better not bitch about my lab being late, seeing as how I had to write it all on loose leaf paper and try to keep track of all the info separately because I didn't have the book.
Anyway. *Is happy for her.*
My brother bought the Pets thing for Sims 2, so now the computer is even slower. Grr.
I've got a math quiz and a chemistry quiz, the chemistry one over stuff that I was gone both lecture days for and as such I have no idea what we're even doing. And a history project bit due Friday that I really have to find the time to do. And a chemistry lab that evidently was due today that I totally didn't realize we even had to write up. At least my teacher finally coughed up my lab book. She kept claiming that all the books she had were in the folders at the back of the room, and suddenly mine appeared by (though not in) the folders today. Hmm. I wonder. She better not bitch about my lab being late, seeing as how I had to write it all on loose leaf paper and try to keep track of all the info separately because I didn't have the book.
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Hee, I know, isn't it great? I was just reminded of one of your entries, where we've posted so many comments the whole page has had to expand to the right to fit them all! It's this (http://crashcart9.livejournal.com/172800.html) one. 45 comments! And still going!
Yeah, I just like knowing that I can do the HTML for hyperlink-things and stuff.
*hugs us*
*giggles* interesting mental picture. *hugs us also* Four-way hugging! It's like a mini-cluster of Alexandrias and Cathryns.
I'd be freaked and spend time talking to my family, because me and change don't get along at all
Same here. I just realised that I was misleading in my previous comment, when I said I'd only talk to them when I'm homesick. I'd actually keep in touch regularly. How could you not? I meant I wouldn't spend every spare moment talking to them. Plenty of opportunities to do that here.
[another off-topic thing (I'm full of those right now): I'm writing another Cameron/Cuddy fic! And I think I'll look in my file to see what other ones I don't want to burn and sendsendsend them to my Beta, a.k.a., you]
I wouldn't be able to throw off the accent for weeks after I got back
Hee, that'd sound so weird. People sound so different with different accents. Like, their voice changes. My Religion and Study teacher likes to tell us stories about his travels to America all the time (most of which consists of him impersonating you guys) and his voice sounds so different with an American accent.
[off-topic thing that made me go "OMFG LET ME HURT THESE PEOPLE": My sister just told us that some boys in her class said they want to have sex with her! SHE'S FUCKING EIGHT YEARS OLD. Ohhh, man, I'm not happy.]
they'd either laugh because it sucked or think I was either making fun of them
That scares me too. I think I've actually done it once or twice, too.
Because the phone garbles things.
The phone garbles my head.
my dreams of late have been. . . interesting, to say the least, so I can't talk.
*looks around. shuffles closer* DO tell!
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Hey, I totally don't, so go you. When it gets more complicated than lj-cut or making some journal name be all linky or bold/italic/underline/strike, I do it in my LJ client thing and copy it over. I could learn, but it's just as quick to do it my way.
Four-way hugging! It's like a mini-cluster of Alexandrias and Cathryns.
An interesting mental picture indeed, lol.
I meant I wouldn't spend every spare moment talking to them.
Indeed. Twould be boring.
My Religion and Study teacher likes to tell us stories about his travels to America all the time (most of which consists of him impersonating you guys) and his voice sounds so different with an American accent.
Ohh, that's great. Is he passible at it? It's sorta not fair, though, because everybody elsewhere can impersonate an American accent much much better than we can do yours, because you guys get American TV shows all the time. I get the occasional BBC show on the public broadcast network, but that's it. Makes me sad, because I know I could get mine for various places really good if I had the exposure because I pick them up so quickly.
My sister just told us that some boys in her class said they want to have sex with her! SHE'S FUCKING EIGHT YEARS OLD.
Umm, no. Not even cool at all. What the hell? I was pissed when some kid in my sister's class was making fun of her when she got glasses, I can't imagine what I'd do if that happened. I'd kinda want to go kick their asses also. That's disgusting. It all comes back to the parents, too. What the hell have they been doing/saying/allowing their kids to watch on TV that puts things like that in the children's heads? It's sick.
The phone garbles my head.
Yeah, el mío también.
*looks around. shuffles closer* DO tell!
Hee, just with the actual sexing occuring in one of them. And the one with muppets. Twere strange.