{ don't trust anyone that looks you in the eye. }

[delga]

UM, HAI THAR. IT'S JUNE.

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I've woken up around 8am nearly every day but I just can't be arsed to get out of bed until 9.30am. Sigh.

In related news: T has her first exam today (right now) which makes things horribly real.

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Started doing work proper yesterday in prep for my exam. I need to go over the semester's notes and texts. Am half through the lecture notes; that leaves tomorrow and Sunday for the texts and Monday morning for zenning.

My plan of work so far has been: one set of notes, one bit of fandom. So far the fandom portion of that has entailed my re-watching Objects in Space from Firefly. Twice. I've said this many a time and I'm likely to say it again: excellent, excellent 45 minutes of television.

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It's Friday. You know what that means.

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Feeling a tiny bit put out by The Flatmate but not enough for a full explanation and only so much that this teensy rant is enough to help me deal.

Anyway, in about 10 days, I will be going home which is possibly one of the more terrifying aspects of the end-of-year crawl. You know me: I hate the commute.

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edit: Did I mention that I saw Studio 60 last week? And enjoyed it (relatively speaking)? Oh, Allison Janney. You make things shiny and new. Also: ficathon deadlines. femgenficathon, July 15th. apocalyptothon, July 31st.