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Do you ever feel like the world would feel brighter if you merely curled up in bed and pulled the covers over your head?

Nothing really bad happened today. I haven't really slept well lately so am in need. I had an essay due today in my Shakespeare class that I didn't finish and am turing in later for less points. I just couldn't seem to sit down and do it and my mind wasn't clear enough to write a paper. I did however manage to outline the sequel to Thaw and have decided on a temporary title. The title could change and so at this point it looks like it'll be eight chapters long.

Am also looking to clean up my JP/Kurt fic cause I reread what I posted and am not too happy with it. Am debating with myself over making another version of it with an NC-17 ending and posting it to my lj if simply for the fact that I think it would wrap the piece up better. Then I could say I wrote one of those pieces that go blah blah blah and then they have sex! And, oh joy, wouldn't that be exciting.

Today was also, er rather yesterday was, AIDS/HIV day. Not much for me to mention in the way of that except that the college I go to did have pamplets sitting out on tables, a few signs and red ribbons in baskets that you could take. I snagged a ribbon and wore it to work. I sorta thought they'd say something at work cause I put it on my hat, but no on did.

Music did come up on the other hand. My brother told our manager that he knew she was the one obsessed with Prince and was trying to figure out who it was whose obessed with Britney Spears. Of course I knew and told him. He was all excited because he'd just gotten his first Marilyn Manson CD. I somehow mentioned that I like Placebo and he paused, looked at me and said, "Not to be mean or anything, but I don't think anyone here has even heard of Placebo."

Then he went to the manager for confirmation and she shook her head and said that she'd never heard of them. Which is totally silly because we talked about music yesterday and I told her I think Brian Molko is lickable. Should have seen the face she made over me finding a guy attractive. Don't think she gets that it probably has something to do with the whole androgynous thing he does so well and I just love the way he sings. But no I guess she's never heard of them.

I pointed out that Justin's heard of them.

So my brother said that means I like stoner music. Then he went on about how I must be a stoner and now the way I talk (I use the words dude and man a lot more then I should) now makes sense. I was annoyed until he rapidly changed subjects the moment the manager walked away to tell me how sexy he finds the CD and Manson. Yes, my brother's tastes are as odd as mine which is why I'm grateful that he and his girlfriend seem to mesh well. Cause trust me some of the girls he's dated in the past didn't treat him good and he deserves to be in a healthy relationship.

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Do you ever feel like the world would feel brighter if you merely curled up in bed and pulled the covers over your head?

Nothing really bad happened today. I haven't really slept well lately so am in need. I had an essay due today in my Shakespeare class that I didn't finish and am turing in later for less points. I just couldn't seem to sit down and do it and my mind wasn't clear enough to write a paper. I did however manage to outline the sequel to Thaw and have decided on a temporary title. The title could change and so at this point it looks like it'll be eight chapters long.

Am also looking to clean up my JP/Kurt fic cause I reread what I posted and am not too happy with it. Am debating with myself over making another version of it with an NC-17 ending and posting it to my lj if simply for the fact that I think it would wrap the piece up better. Then I could say I wrote one of those pieces that go blah blah blah and then they have sex! And, oh joy, wouldn't that be exciting.

Today was also, er rather yesterday was, AIDS/HIV day. Not much for me to mention in the way of that except that the college I go to did have pamplets sitting out on tables, a few signs and red ribbons in baskets that you could take. I snagged a ribbon and wore it to work. I sorta thought they'd say something at work cause I put it on my hat, but no on did.

Music did come up on the other hand. My brother told our manager that he knew she was the one obsessed with Prince and was trying to figure out who it was whose obessed with Britney Spears. Of course I knew and told him. He was all excited because he'd just gotten his first Marilyn Manson CD. I somehow mentioned that I like Placebo and he paused, looked at me and said, "Not to be mean or anything, but I don't think anyone here has even heard of Placebo."

Then he went to the manager for confirmation and she shook her head and said that she'd never heard of them. Which is totally silly because we talked about music yesterday and I told her I think Brian Molko is lickable. Should have seen the face she made over me finding a guy attractive. Don't think she gets that it probably has something to do with the whole androgynous thing he does so well and I just love the way he sings. But no I guess she's never heard of them.

I pointed out that Justin's heard of them.

So my brother said that means I like stoner music. Then he went on about how I must be a stoner and now the way I talk (I use the words dude and man a lot more then I should) now makes sense. I was annoyed until he rapidly changed subjects the moment the manager walked away to tell me how sexy he finds the CD and Manson. Yes, my brother's tastes are as odd as mine which is why I'm grateful that he and his girlfriend seem to mesh well. Cause trust me some of the girls he's dated in the past didn't treat him good and he deserves to be in a healthy relationship.