{ but I still love Neruda. }

[delga]

I was going to do a fannish update today but that's going to have to wait until tomorrow evening because due to a small miscalculation of time on my part, I've yet to see Friday's Numb3rs. So, yeah, that'll happen tomorrow.

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Classes start tomorrow. I just read lots of Coleridge and Wordsworth. UGH. Most of it's stuff I've read before, and the rest of the course looks much more interesting, but tomorrow may indeed be deathly. It's such a weird timetable. Anyway. I'm just glad classes have started up again.

This does mean I have to wake up early tomorrow. My choice of alarm: Regina Spektor or the Empire Records soundtrack. Hmm. Choices, choices.

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I will to emails and comments between classes tomorrow. I've had a TIRESOME weekend and very little compulsion to do anything worth anything. Lamentable excuses and all, yet the truth for once.

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Saturday night was very odd. The Flatmate, T and I watched four hours of crime shows. Voluntarily. Three of which I'd seen before. It was ODD. I cannot be fannish with these people. ODD.

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I really, really, really want to be up to date with Friday Night Lights already because I read some reaction posts to the new season and am now Very Intrigued-slash-Excited. But I haven't seen any of the first season yet. Nor have I caught up on Mad Men, though I am up to speed on Damages which, yes, continues to scare the shit out of me. And that's nearly finished, too.

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Beeeeeeeeeeeeeed. Zed-zed-zed.