{ doesn't seem worth the effort. }

WOKE AT NINE-THIRTY ANTE MERIDIEM. \o/

There's really very little else to say. I'm shunting off to the library in a little while. Yay, life?

{ try harder, try harder. }

So, have stopped writing the gloves rewrite/companion which theoretically opens up bundles of time for me to redraft my ExWrit assignment. It's official: I hate my first attempt. So I will be spending tomorrow doing the whole assignment over again, coding and all.

It's very experimental, it's just not coherent. And it's not something I can ask people to beta, mostly because it fails at its objective. SIGH EVERYONE SIGH.

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Wow. Sorry. I know that with my track record I'm not really allowed to judge, but holy shit, Primeval is A PILE OF CRAP, and I'm sort of sick of people talking about it like it's the second coming of the Messiah.

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The Weepies! How delightful. maybe, maybe this is not your year.

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I think I'm going to marathon NCIS now. I rewatched Reveille the other day but now I'm thinking I need to watch Bete Noire. Hmmm. PRIORITIES, PEOPLE. (I also watched The Sarah Connor Chronicles. That show was basically made for ME, and I'm not even a Terminator fan.)