I made my own stress today.

How can a day when I've gotten enough sleep for the first time in forever thanks to the cancellation of my 7:25 a.m. class, leaving me with only one single-period class at 5 in the afternoon, make me as wired, uneasy, and anxious as I am?

( Oh, that's right, it's because of the research project from hell... )

Anyway. The lovely kids who bought me all that LJ time still haven't stepped forward. Come on! I'm all giddy and curious and wanting to make it worth your while. ;-)

Also, apparently Jacksonville's 97.9 has been giving away tickets for a lunch thing with JC that took place today all week. Jacksonville. An hour and a half north of us Jacksonville, whose radio stations we don't get either. Gainesville is such a fucking black hole, I could weep.

Instead, I'm doing as every good procrastinator does - cleaning my room, doing my paperwork, and cooking. I ate good tonight, lemme tell you, chatting up another South Floridian in the lounge, assuaging her fears about Mass Communication and discussing the vile Michael Jackson special the girls in there before us had left on.

Miranda was telling me about the insanity that was The Darkness on the radio the other night and the nutty DJ who was making the listeners sing the chorus to request the song. Well, she has only the barest inkling of their madness, as I just saw the video for the song on late night MTV. Wow. Just, wow. Is it time for a glam rock comeback? The fashion's been hot lately, but I'll take loose British boys with it, too.

Quote of the Day:

"I think Sleep While I Drive is a romance novel, in the end. Just a huge, sprawling, sleepy romance novel about falling in love and growing up and making choices. I don't think it ever really got beyond that need, especially after the season finale, to take apart everything we knew about the characters and their lives and strip that all away. Most people do it in AU form. I just used near-futurefic.

I wanted a romance, and I wanted a fairy-tale, and more than any of that, I wanted just once, to make it less about everything in their lives that keep them apart, but everything that could bring them together. I really didn't have a better motive than that."
-seperis

I was scared, tired and underprepared.

Je voudrais souhaiter Joey, Elijah et Nick un anniversaire tres joyeux. Hopefully that didn't hurt the sensibilities of crazybutsound too badly.

In other news, I am destined for public GSF, voyeuristic Bassez, and an eventual marriage to Justin, live on the Today show. Figures the boy's life would be that media-overrun by then.

Tiffany Rawlins' Wait For It only gets more wonderful upon rereading. Which you should do. Or do yourself a favor and read it for the first time. I adore the Lance of this story, the way he's strong or nonchalant but for Joey, whom he wants but in a cautious way that breaks my heart a bit.

Also, much love to Schiz for the straggler to her lovely package. And just in general, as she's quite fantastic. *hugs*