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idle natterings
I forgot what a kickass album Star by Belly is. Brings me right back to college along with the Breeders, *sniffle*
The report progresses. Curse these anime-related distractions. The writing is getting a little easier, which is a good sign. With the proper encouragement, this report should evolve into a thesis chapter.
Sold my first-ever item on eBay last night. Woo. Now I'm crossing my fingers to hope that the buyer, who was a newbie, isn't a deadbeat. That would suck. Someone's already bidding on one of my other listings. Have to liquidate some of these doujinshi before I leave and my husband asks, "honey, what's all this stuff? And why are these two guys... together?"
How come I always want to write fanfic when I have far more important things to do?
Must get this report finished so I can get back to intimidating the prep HPLC.
The report progresses. Curse these anime-related distractions. The writing is getting a little easier, which is a good sign. With the proper encouragement, this report should evolve into a thesis chapter.
Sold my first-ever item on eBay last night. Woo. Now I'm crossing my fingers to hope that the buyer, who was a newbie, isn't a deadbeat. That would suck. Someone's already bidding on one of my other listings. Have to liquidate some of these doujinshi before I leave and my husband asks, "honey, what's all this stuff? And why are these two guys... together?"
How come I always want to write fanfic when I have far more important things to do?
Must get this report finished so I can get back to intimidating the prep HPLC.
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