2005-04-12

foi_nefaste: (Makeup)
2005-04-12 04:57 pm

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Sunday was lovely. Just really fun. Genevieve came down to Montreal for a family thing, so we hung out for a bit, went to a few bookstores, the usual... and then she convinced me to go with her to her grandparents place. They are wonderful, by the way - her grandma is a complete sweetie. And her cousins are entertaining, and it was all very fun.

Yesterday is a bit of a problem - see, I was supposed to finish up a paper, so that I could go to class today and then write another paper tonight. However, I developed a migraine - and writing with a second pulse point behind my eyes is just not what I consider the most intelligent thing to do. So I went to bed. And the headache finally went away around 4:30 this afternoon, just long enough for me to have not done the work I needed to do, and to have missed today's classes (I did try to get up earlier, but I kinda was really dizzy, and it hurt a lot, and I kinda fell back into bed).

So, at the moment? I'm frantically essay-writing. Again. *sigh*

If anyone has anything interesting for me to read, pass it on - since I slept for most of the day, I'll be up all night, to boot! What in the world happened to sleep schedules, I wonder.
foi_nefaste: (Default)
2005-04-12 06:50 pm

How annoyed?

Dear garbage-men

The next time you feel the need to throw the bags into the truck, please pick up what falls out of them when they burst open in mid-air. The dirty diapers in the middle of the street are quite disconcerting.

Non-domestically yours,
Me

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Dear fic-writers

If you feel the need to include French in your fics because it sounds all omgsoHOTT!!!11!, please, make an effort to figure out the difference between masculine and feminine, and use it.

Bilingually yours,
Me

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Dear headache

Please. Go away. Just... please.

Painfully yours,
Me

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Dear mother

Calling me when I've got a migraine is not a good idea. Attempting to talk to me when noise makes my head feel like it has grown three sizes and manages 5 separate pulse points is even less of a good idea. Please take this into consideration the next time we have an argument.

(even more) Painfully yours,
Me

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Dear ex-boyfriend

Please stop being such a twat. Your current boyfriend keeps calling me to complain.

Annoyed,
Me

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Dear essays

Get written. Now.

Exasperated,
Me