woostering: (O RLY)
So I had I dream this morning that I was Bertie Wooster. I (he) was upset about something. I (he) was in the process of getting badly drunk when I woke up. O_o. I don't know. I really don't know. But I sorta want to write this now... All I know is that it was a really bad day for Bertie, possibly because one or both of his parents died, and that he went to the Drones before going out to drown his sorrows and there was something about Tuppy. What?

And I'm coming down with a cold. Which is giving me an excuse to drink copious amounts of tea. I like tea. However, it is also making me tired and worried about getting other people sick and stuff.

Stuff. I really don't want to do anything.

Finished Native Son and started Heart of Darkness for english. HoD is short, at least. And we don't have to take notes, which I find MUCH easier. I didn't like Native Son much. Something about the style prevented me from getting into it. I suppose it doesn't help that I skipped about half of book two XD.

Aside from school, I got a kindle for Christmas. I think what's really cool is that the old stuff that's not really copyrighted anymore can be downloaded for a buck. So far I have a set of two Jeeves books and the complete works of Oscar Wilde on there. Maybe I'll download the entire Sherlock Holmes collection next :D. And can I say I LOVE Wodehouse? Because I do. He makes me laugh. And I'm not an expressive reader, but reading about Bertie I find myself giggling. A lot. I suppose that, combined with reading through the indeed_sir archives, may have contributed to the dream this morning...

Anyway. Debating whether to do my psychology journal or watch some Kingdom. Found the wonderful show on youtube and I think I'm in love.
woostering: (marion)

 So I was busy all of sunday, and felt like crap this morning. But its okay, I'm better now.  Sunday, I watched my little cousin (he's 5) play hockey. He did alright. The team lost... but everyone on the oposing team was really big and agrssive and one was showing off. And the referees were lax. Not that I know what I'm talking about, but hey.

Otherwise... meh. Oh, look, its snowing! Okay, I feel much better now.  So if only my clarinet mouthpiece came in so I wouldn't have to borrow other peoples... It would be a good Monday. I don't think it did though *grumbles*

So I was watching tv yesterday, and idlely listening to a commercial. And I recognised the voice from Neverwinter Nights. It was sorta creepy, to be watching a commercial for sleep drugs and thinking of it being voiced by an elf that was the main character's father... hmmm... I think a story about jobless characters is in order...
Then again, my friend Taylor was saying something about a salesman named Bob selling torches, and I thought she meant flashlights. It took me a minute to realise she meant torches, with fire. God, I'm becoming such a brit. Oh well, there are worse things.


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May 2014



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