GOOD IDEA: Yay late forties McCall's issues!
BAD IDEA: Trying to fix the shelves where the fashion books are, AGAIN.
GOOD IDEA: Eating food!
BAD IDEA: Eating carrots with ranch dressing in the library. Not that anything bad has happened, it just seems like I should be counting down or something. Or wearing a bib.
GOOD IDEA: Getting stuff together for presenting tomorrow in Lit (also, I dunno, reading the poem?)
BAD IDEA: Making stupid LJ posts instead.
QUESTIONABLE IDEA: Playing with silly story idea generators!
BAD IDEA: Actually starting writing a story from one of the prompts (I would reproduce it here but Quince ate it. It took place in a time warp, the main characters were a "disloyal performance artist" and a necromancer who is on the bad side of the gods, and their relationship is potentially doomed by a shopping trip. If you want to hear more about the sad amount of planning I've put into this already you can hit me up on AIM, for serious.)
I am not one to make fun of the overweight or anything, but I keep having to fight the urge to see if this certain girl is still sitting where I saw her, if only because I cannot imagine her ever actually getting out of the chair once she got into it.
( Rant about Bleach, cut because I know you dudes don't care. )
Now all I have to do is get caught up on D.Gray-man!
I think I will do that instead of working on my Lit shit!
BAD IDEA: Trying to fix the shelves where the fashion books are, AGAIN.
GOOD IDEA: Eating food!
BAD IDEA: Eating carrots with ranch dressing in the library. Not that anything bad has happened, it just seems like I should be counting down or something. Or wearing a bib.
GOOD IDEA: Getting stuff together for presenting tomorrow in Lit (also, I dunno, reading the poem?)
BAD IDEA: Making stupid LJ posts instead.
QUESTIONABLE IDEA: Playing with silly story idea generators!
BAD IDEA: Actually starting writing a story from one of the prompts (I would reproduce it here but Quince ate it. It took place in a time warp, the main characters were a "disloyal performance artist" and a necromancer who is on the bad side of the gods, and their relationship is potentially doomed by a shopping trip. If you want to hear more about the sad amount of planning I've put into this already you can hit me up on AIM, for serious.)
I am not one to make fun of the overweight or anything, but I keep having to fight the urge to see if this certain girl is still sitting where I saw her, if only because I cannot imagine her ever actually getting out of the chair once she got into it.
( Rant about Bleach, cut because I know you dudes don't care. )
Now all I have to do is get caught up on D.Gray-man!
I think I will do that instead of working on my Lit shit!
- I think I'm:
bored