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I think I have too many brain cells to do this Bio assignment. No, really - how the hell does someone get this far and not know what the hell a scientific journal is? I suppose some of the hypothesis stuff can be accepted, although to me, I feel like beating my head against a wall until the stupid stops. Although writing an e-mail to that prof might work out better once I can manage something more coherent than 'Oh god please let me volunteer in your lab please please please'.

And yet I'm worried about grades anyway, because I always make some stupid little mistake in my math or something, and bye-bye points. More to post about later, but for now - I don't think it's strep, but it may be a sinus infection instead. I'll see if the pain spreading across my cheekbones is some weird headache that's gone tomorrow.

I knew it was going to be an interesting shift last night when as soon as we left the SUB, a girl comes up to us and goes 'Just so you know, there's a racoon stuck in the dumpster outside Buchanan'. So, we go to investigate, and there was in fact a raccoon stuck in the dumpster. We could hear it trying to get out as we approached, and when we shined the flashlight in, there it was, staring up about it. We radioed in to the office and decided to let them decide what to do about it - they opted to do nothing, assuming that it'd get out on it's own, or if it was a juvenile, the parents would be back. Ended up being a good guess, it was out when we stopped by later, and we saw two big raccoon run past into the bushes.

Other than that, it was a surprisingly busy night, although in part because we lucked out and were the closest team to most of the walks called in. It's okay, though, gives us something to do.

And it would figure that I start thinking about porn right when it's least helpful or appropriate, ie, right before my Bio lab midterm. Claire, Ada? I do in fact find the mental image of you two getting it on as hot as Leon does, but...not the time or place, guys.

And my cheesey gay animated pr0n needs to download faster *pokes BitTorrent*

Am home, somewhat unfortunately. We had a lovely very fall sort of day yesterday - slept in, spent the afternoon cooking Thanksgiving dinner (well, Liz cooked, and I just helped where needed), which was delicious despite how suspicious the turkey log-thing was, and then we sat around, watched amusing videos on the internet, and then Nightmare Before Christmas.

Dante and Virgil are now both totally done, as are the spats for Leon, which means I just need gloves - I think a trip to Metrotown later this week is in order. We spent a lot of the weekend bashing CLAMP (while cutting out Tsubasa outfits) and discussing various Yaoicon plans. Which has me craving ridiculous sappy BL anime (although not Gravi - seen that twice through, at least). So...suggestions are welcome XD; Pr0n is okay too, as long as it's entertaining pr0n. Oh, and I've already seen the FAKE OAV, too.

Choose twelve of your original characters in any particular order. (NO PEEKING AT THE QUESTIONS AT THIS STAGE!) Then, answer the questions that follow.

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Yeah, I've got too many S_F characters (people owe me posts, damnit), and I really desperately need to do something with some of these guys.

I think many of my problems in life would be solved by getting laid. Unfortunately, this seems to require being straight and having no standards, neither of which are true.

Damnit.

Amber/other Viko people - interested in coming out this weekend, but I totally forgot it was Thanksgiving - I don't want to interupt any plans if you've got them. But if not, I've got Monday off, and actually could be off Friday, too, so...when works best for you guys?

Things I Have Learned Recently:
-I am too white for my kanji dictionary. Seriously, I can hear the Japanese language going 'Haha, stupid white girl' XD;
-Strawberries are motivational!
-I can fall asleep again after my neighbor's music wakes me up
-VNV Nation is strangely an excellent mood-lifter.

Things To Do Today:
-Fabric store
-Beat Aciel, the little bitch
-Buy tea
-Buy soba noodles
-Actually do English reading
-Finish Chem lab report

Dear neighbor, I don't fucking care if quiet hours end at seven am. Eight thirty on a Sunday morning is too damned early for your bass to be throbbing through my room. I also don't care if you were watching Friends last night, and turned it off at twelve-thirty instead of one. I could still hear it. And guess what? I can hear you now, too, talking loudly to someone in Chinese! At two am! Fuck you!

Dear floormates, you actually seem like a tolerable bunch, but please, please stop asking me the same damned question. Yes, Massachusetts is sort of far away. But I am getting really sick of people asking me 'Why did you come here?' and giving the same answer. Do you ask all the international students, or is it just because I'm American? Really.

Dear friends, I have my reasons for the decisions I've made in the last year or so. Technically, these are entirely my bussiness, and thus not your's, but I will enlighten you anyway. It apparently comes as a surprise to some of you that these reasons are not simply 'Jo'. No, they're really not. I do in fact have my own opinions, reasons, and life, outside of Jo. And, in the future if you want to know my thoughts, actually ask me instead of someone I am barely on speaking terms with, instead of making assumptions.

Yes, I know, I'm a bit short at the moment, but I have had it up to here with these things. I do actually like you all (well, save neighbor and those who are already well-aware of my opinions of them). And neighbor has finally shut the hell up, so I'm going to try and sleep.

Great big

Happy Birthday!

to Amber, and to Elisha. Hope your special days are good :D

There was a fire in my house, three floors straight up from me - dunno what caused it, and if it spread at all. The end result is that we spent two hours sitting around the commonsblock, mostly because the sprinklers had flooded the stairwells and probably all of fifth (I'm on second). My room is okay, although the carpet outside (by the stairwell) has a huge wet patch, and I suspect the girl on fourth in this stack of rooms is probably royally screwed. As is the guy on fifth who started it, if only because we may all gang up and kill him after we sleep. Seriously, I was about to go to bed when the fire alarm went off at midnight; a couple people on my floor were in bed already.

Haaate. So much haaaate.