Toute la journee, je reve au sujet du sexe.

Is the rest of Angie Hart's album as good as good as Blue?

Staci gave me a ride home after work last night. She's a junior, too, and lives on campus in the Keys complex. She says she really likes it. I'm thinking about lodging for next semester as sign-ups begin the 16th, and while I do have my own room I love now, it's more hassle than I want to deal with walking through a roommate's space and dealing so directly with her. Plus, I'd like to live with someone I want to live with for once. In the Keys, I'd still have my own room, but I'd at least know Staci, too. Plus, the in-house bathroom and kitchen are lovely perks, too. Hm. Shall ponder this more.

And wow, that's Buffy walking in the graveyard with an unsouled, gamefaced vamp, making small talk. Man, I really missed out on not seeing Season Seven of BtVS, huh?

Back to les devoirs francais with me.

[ETA: Oh! Forgot to mention Casey talking about seeing JC perform A.D.I.D.A.S. on the Wade Robson Project and loving the beat. We got geeky on the guitar riff, too. Yeah, definitely all the points.

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-Day started at 5:20 a.m. due to delinquent French homework.

-Which got done. Also, aced that test like nobody's business. Whoo!

-Despite yada yada yada-ing over the Boston Tea Party (?!) the other day, American History prof redeemed himself with a fantastic lecture and discussion of the road to declaring independence. There was protest, there was bloodshed, there were documents, there was much rejoicing. I am so darn proud of these colonists with nothing but hope and righteous indignation going for them in face of the mightiest, most well-funded military power of the time.

-The ex-boy (heh, I don't suppose that works) walked back with me, which is neither here nor there, and said he "won't be cursing [my] name tomorrow night." Great. Now get over the rest of it, and the next time he tries to kiss me, I will go with my first instinct and deck him.

-I don't have any angry music in my car. I really could've used some today after Bank of America screwed me something ugly out of a truly gross amount of money. I don't have that much money to be screwed out of. I told the less-than-cordial woman to cut me a check and go fuck herself. Except not out loud on that last one, though there was very little holding me back.

-On the other hand, the Wachovia people were lovely, and I'm now much happier with my account setup. Also, I may have walked in there seething, but Fox News was on while I was waiting, and a two-minute segment on the San Francisco gay marriages performed yesterday had me grinning by the end.

-One-way airfare to New York is $68, Los Angeles just $99. As much as I've been loving life here, I can't say it wasn't tempting.

-If anyone can hook me up with the music videos to The Darkness' I Believe In A Thing Called Love and Widelife's All Things (the Queer Eye theme song), I'd be forever grateful.

-Why a house would ever need more bathrooms than it has bedrooms, I'll never understand.

-I love Buffy the Vampire Slayer and cannot be happier that Spike lives on in the Angel-verse.

-I can't wait to see Jon tonight, eat a good meal, and see a good, long movie, probably involving lots of popcorn.

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