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Things I did not accomplish today:

Working on packing, since, you know, I'm leaving in like five days. Less, really.

Things I did accomplish today:

Reading the entirety of the stand alone french revolution and goofy vampires comic Bite Me!

Reading the archives of the silly mockery-of-yaoi-manga and interesting study in gender and sexuality Girls Only!

Reading the archives of the autobioraphical comic Shrub Monkeys

And finally getting my act together and reading Shaenon Garrity's pseudo-prequal to Narbonic¹, Li'l Mell

Oh, and sleeping until two thirty.

...

Today has kindof completely rocked.

~Sor
MOOP!

1: Narbonic is one of my favourite comics that has ever been written by anyone *ever*. It is fantastically good, full of mad science, and pretty lovely art, and is WAY worth reading. Plus, it's ended, so theoretically once you've read it all, you don't have to keep up with it.

...the complete series of books is going to be my birthday present to myself, once I've gotten around to ordering them.

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2124:
Pulled out clothes for the next week. Now I can start packing the rest of my wardrobe! ((Yes, I *do* foresee a comedic "me attacking every bag I've got in order to find my skirts" if I go dancing next Monday.))

2133:
It is always very annoying to triumphantly fit all your clothes into a single bag, and then remember you have unwashed laundry.

2148:
I own waaay too many skirts. Sigh.

2158:
Totally "I can fit it all into bags!" "No, I can't!" time. Aig. This is a bad part of the packing process.

2217:
"There. That's all the socks in the house balled. Now, back to the accounts."

2223:
God*damn*it, my ass is sore. Offers of assrubs, no matter how well intentioned and serious, will be met with glares.

2330:
I got a 740 on the verbal half of the SATs? I find it strange that, despite it making sense, I now find that number incredibly high. I don't really know why that is --I'm smart, after all-- I just feel my scores should've been more evenly matched. Not that the SATs really matter to anyone or anything once you're in college, but still. Huh.

2231:
Er, by which I mean, Cleaning! Yay!

2235:
Oh goody, I found my 'FUNERAL' signs, which are technically for hanging from your rearview mirror. I intend to hang them on the door. This will be the creepiest way to indicate the roomies shouldn't come in due to sexytimes, ever.

...Not that I'm big on having the sexytimes in my room. I have three roommates. That is too many to attempt to avoid at once.

2242:
Okay, yeah, I have not manage to accomplish much of anything for most of fifteen minutes. More packing can come tomorrow.

~Sor
MOOP!