{ you'll walk unscathed through musket fire }

[delga]

We're gonna wash away... I feel like listening to Joe Purdy yet WOE I am on campus and thus cannot. However! I am not without music. Much love noorie, very much love. Also? I have been so super productive! I went to my lecture! I handed in my essay! I photocopied my loan application! I went to town! I posted my load application home! I came back to campus to write fic! At 1pm I have a tutor meeting which should be very interesting (this is the tutor who looks like a hell's angel biker guy and yet expounds on the topic of love in Shakespeare's sonnets OH YEAH. Then at 1.45pm, I have a lecture on A Man of Feeling and eighteenth century sensibility which should be kosher. And then I go back to the dorms! And can relax! For it is the last week of term and I have no work HUZZAH!

OK, let me amend that somewhat; I still have to read Mackenzie and the Derrida articles for tomorrow's Crit. theory lecture but hey! I can do that!

Do I sound excited? Confession: I am not. People keep make oblique Numb3rs-related comments in their LJs and I am COVERING MINE EYES, YO. I don't want to know. I'm dreading because of blah blah BLAAAH HEARD BAD THINGS/INSINUATED BAD THINGS I DON'T WANT TO KNOW. I use my icon in defiance of thee, rumours!

OK. I'm going ot comfort myself by writing more of my whacked-out, post-apocalyptic, possibly Megan/Colby Numb3rs fic. SEE WHAT HAPPENS TO MY BRAIN WHEN I GET UPSET?

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[noorie.livejournal.com]

*loves on you*
and, i really should get back into numb3rs. i hear good things. i was so into the first few episodes, but i've not seen one episode of s2.