Holy potatoes.
( Heroes Review=Spoilers Liek Woah )
I've been running all over, trying to get applications in before I leave for the wedding. Spent the better part of the day at the mall, turning in applications and buying a few things. I managed to buy Lisa's wedding gift, though I still need a dress of some sort. I don't think any of my skirts are nice enough. Ugh. I also bought a new pair of shoes, very nice, comfortable black sandal-things that were godawful expensive, but what can you do in that stupid mall? So it goes.
I've still got to check the hotels and do two more online applications.
This on top of writing a chapter of my fanfic before I leave Thursday, finding a dress, watching the Lost finale (now THIS one had damn well better be the Luke/Vader, Neo/Smith thing I was talking about), and the various and sundry other things I need to get done.
I'm also officially on a diet, though no diet that has a name. It pretty much consists of exercise and cutting way, way back on what I eat. No more junk food. And I'm not going to be able to order giant cookies every night like I did this semester. It all added up, and it did not add up nicely. Fortunately I have all summer to lose the extra weight and actually fit into my fucking clothes again.
( Heroes Review=Spoilers Liek Woah )
I've been running all over, trying to get applications in before I leave for the wedding. Spent the better part of the day at the mall, turning in applications and buying a few things. I managed to buy Lisa's wedding gift, though I still need a dress of some sort. I don't think any of my skirts are nice enough. Ugh. I also bought a new pair of shoes, very nice, comfortable black sandal-things that were godawful expensive, but what can you do in that stupid mall? So it goes.
I've still got to check the hotels and do two more online applications.
This on top of writing a chapter of my fanfic before I leave Thursday, finding a dress, watching the Lost finale (now THIS one had damn well better be the Luke/Vader, Neo/Smith thing I was talking about), and the various and sundry other things I need to get done.
I'm also officially on a diet, though no diet that has a name. It pretty much consists of exercise and cutting way, way back on what I eat. No more junk food. And I'm not going to be able to order giant cookies every night like I did this semester. It all added up, and it did not add up nicely. Fortunately I have all summer to lose the extra weight and actually fit into my fucking clothes again.