synapticjava: (otp)
( Feb. 15th, 2006 05:36 pm)
Just call me weepy.

Watched the S1 finale of Queer As Folk again. That last scene always makes me lose my shit. I am such a baby.

I'm not feeling well at all. I'm afraid I might be coming down with yet another cold. Headache, fever, stuffy nose, sore throat, caughing, sneezing, the works. Great. More sickness. Just what I need.

I have about 500 pages to read before tomorrow morning, so that I can do this book report and be done with this week. Here's hoping I can do it. Otherwise, I'll be a-skimming it. This weekend is already gone, too. Tomorrow night I work, Friday night I have to play catch up with reading, and get started on my Queer Theory paper. Saturday I work at the catering company from 3 - 3, and Sunday I have to finish the paper. And then it's Monday again.

That depresses me. I thought weekends were invented so people could rest and not go postal?
synapticjava: (hideyourskin)
( Feb. 14th, 2006 12:26 pm)
C'est Moi.

Actually, it's not an especially horrible day today - that is, no worse than a usual Tuesday.

However, I'm fairly annoyed, and starting to get a little angry at all the pink, red, and white hearts, chocolates, and flowers that people keep trying to shove in my face (to buy for my girlfriend, apparently).

If I hurt someone tonight at work, you all know it's going to be temporary insanity.
synapticjava: (piggy)
( Feb. 13th, 2006 04:23 pm)
*kicks it*

I finished my paper, though, which is good because I need the grade. Bad, because the paper is bloody awful.

Got my midterms back. Hah...damn, I'll be lucky to graduate if I keep this up.

There's a certain someone who's being a royal pain in my ass, lately, and if they don't knock it off, I'm going to knock them off.

I don't wanna go to work.

Stupid money.

Mondays suck.
synapticjava: (Default)
( Feb. 12th, 2006 04:44 pm)
Hey, question for travelers. Does anyone know the necessary steps to take to get your passport? I've decided that come hell or highwater, I'm leaving the country for spring break this year. Me and Kierre are seriously considering going to the bahamas, and I've decided that I deserve it for the last three.75 years of utter and complete HELL. I don't care if I have to get another credit card and max it out - I'm going. So I need to get a passport, and I have no idea how to go about doing that.

In other news, I just found out I have a paper due tomorrow. Which, sucks, but I should be able to get it done in a couple of hours. Then I need to read Judith Butler's Imitation and Gender Insubordination. And I also just realized I have two book reports due this coming friday, both on books I haven't bought, or read. Each book is about 400 pages. Also, I have a presentation due on Thursday for my LGBTQ class.

So, this will most likely be one of only a few posts this week. No worries, I'm still alive.
synapticjava: (2secs)
( Feb. 11th, 2006 08:18 pm)
#1. Don't rich people have anything better to do than fly around the world? Is it really that big of a deal anymore that someone broke the distance record? Doesn't seem like it to me.

#2. Last night at work, a couple became engaged. Aside from my own issues with ships right now, I would probably have busted my bf over the head if he proposed to me in a bar that we'd never even been to. I did get a giddy tingling sensation, though, when the asker spilt a glass of red wine all over the askee and they started fighting not 10 minutes after he'd said yes. Because I'm that ev0l.

#3. In WTF related news, I think I kinda like our new guy @ work. And I kinda think he likes me. This isn't good, because Aaron has a strict policy of no-staff-dating. Sucks.

#4. Matt just called. We're meeting for drinks later so he can tell me all about his weekend. This should be fun for me.

#5. The snow was pretty today. Especially since it didn't accumulate to anything. I actually do like snow, but at this point, I want things to be green again.

#6. At the gym today, some guy was jogging on the tredmill and the hem of his pants got snared or something - they were ripped clean off him. And he wasn't wearing underwear. On the one hand, you have to feel sorry for him. On the other hand, it was hard not to laugh. And on a third hand...yum.

#7. Tomorrow I have to read Judith Buttler. I'm afraid. Very very afraid. That bitch is crazy.

#8. I hate doing dishes. I think I'll invest in bulk supplies of disposable products. And trash bags.
synapticjava: (Default)
( Feb. 11th, 2006 05:06 pm)
Just got back from a long session at the gym.

Ouch. And ow.

But I do think it's funny that just actually going to the gym and working out makes you feel better and thinner, even if you may not be.
Woke up this morning and pittered around my apartment for a good 20 minutes before I opened my curtains to find a BLIZZARD going on outside. Which, oddly, kind of cheers me up. I just hope it stops before I have to do my errands this afternoon.

Got a big day full of cleaning, schoolwork, errands, and whatnot. And I don't want to do any of it. I feel like just sitting in this chair and looking out the window.

I'm hungry.
I just watched Steel Magnolias for the first time.

I think I'll be over here in the corner. You know, SOBBING.

One more for the angst, folks.
synapticjava: (shit)
( Feb. 10th, 2006 11:58 am)
I had class at 9 and 10 this morning. It's almost noon, and I just woke up.

I'm supposed to have class at 1:00 too. But hey, I've already missed 2/3, why not go for a full set?
synapticjava: (wings)
( Feb. 9th, 2006 07:35 pm)
The effects of last night's debauchery have faded, leaving me only mildly tired. So that's good. But now I have to get ready and go into work, where we will most likely wind up doing shots at some point in the night. That place is such a peer pressury place to work. And tomorrow is Nando's birthday, so you know someone's getting f-ed up tonight. And Matt and his beau de jour are coming in. Should be interesting.

On the fic front, there's good news and bad news. Good news is I've got the next THREE OMG! chapters outlined for L2bL. The bad news is that I have neither the time nor the patience to sit down and write them all out. Maybe I should just post the outlines, and let you guys fill in your own details? Heh. Um...no.

Nuttin much else happening here at the Chateau Brad. Did some shopping today, which was enjoyable. Got some goodies. A few things have to go back, but I'm fairly happy with my purchases. I should turn some heads tonight. Speaking of clothes, my laundry's done. So, peace out - check ya later dudes.
synapticjava: (football bat)
( Feb. 9th, 2006 09:08 am)
Ouch, my head.

Yay, my internet is back.

Oh, my head.

Stupid Red Headed Sluts
synapticjava: (slut!)
( Feb. 9th, 2006 02:49 am)
I just got home from going out to Gentry. Wound up totally making out with Fernando's roomate again - Mikey. We talked about the last time, and he told me that he thinks i'm really hot and gorgeous.

We wound up making out on Halstead Street (the main road in gaytown, Illinois), where multiple people told us to "get a room". Nando had a date tonight, everyone else was flying solo tonight. So I fiigured "wny not?".

T'was fun. Will post more tomorrow when I'm sober.



he's coming to see me @ work tomorrow night!
synapticjava: (wings)
( Feb. 8th, 2006 08:19 pm)
So, yesterday I splurged and bought new headphones for my mp3 player - I broke the old set on New Year's Eve, along with four new DVDs to amuse myself with. I watched two of them yesterday, and two today. The first one was Jawbreakers - It's totally stupid and campy and tragically bad, but I love that movie. The other three were movies I'd heard really good things about but had never gotten around to seeing them. Rules of Attraction, Hanging Up, and Forces of Nature. All three were deliciously enjoyable. Rules of Attraction reminded me so much Barat, what with the parties and wh0ring. That was just a beautiful, if not wrist-slittingly depressing, movie. Hanging Up I watched first today. I love all of the actresses in it, and they all did a really good job with it. That movie, too, was mostly depressing. Then I watched Forces of Nature with Sandra Bullock and Ben Affleck - both of whom, I really like. Also a movie with sad undercurrents. WTF? All of them were really good movies, and I'm glad I bought them (they were in the clearance bins), but what the hell? Looking at my DVD rack, which is overflowing now, a good 90% are angst!films. Requiem for a Dream, Donnie Darko, Muhulland Drive, Final Cut, Angels in America, Gattaca, The Talanted Mr. Ripley, American Psycho, and that's just a small fraction. And don't forget the box sets - Buffy, Firefly, Matrix, Angel, Moulin Rouge, Romeo & Juliet. Apparently, I'm a glutton for angst (not that you could ever know that by reading my fic *rolls eyes*.

Which could possibly do well to explain the mood I'm in at the moment. hmph.

Ah well, Matt just called. We're meeting for drinks. And he's mad that I'm mad that he's dating this guy. This should go well, I think.
synapticjava: (shit)
( Feb. 8th, 2006 02:15 pm)
Don't know why, just am.

a) My internet is still out in my apt.

b) Having a totaly bad fat day. More like a "FUGLY AS SHIT" day.

c) Started working out again. Did an hour and a half at the gym yesterday. Go, me. My goal is 25lbs/4" by graduation.

d) Matt's dating that Jeff guy (aka Mr. $.50 tip), and didn't tell me. I'm not amused.

e) It's snowing. And cold. If I could have the snow but not the cold, I'd be happy...er.

f) I finally found this song - I've been looking for it for months. My mp3 player is happy now. As is my brain.

g) Went to bed early last night, but still am tired. Also does not amuse.

h) Hot Walgreens clerk asked for my number this morning. Cool.

i) I'm going home now. To watch movies, smoke cigarettes, drink water, and...I don't know what.
synapticjava: (otp)
( Feb. 7th, 2006 09:46 am)
The internet at my place is apparently on the friz - been having trouble hopping on the past few days, and now it's dead all together.

So, I'll be sporadic if and until it gets fixed.
synapticjava: (smile)
( Feb. 6th, 2006 09:47 pm)
The rest of the day turned out not to be too bad at all.

Went to Human Sexuality where I managed to royally piss off the professor, which is always fun for me. Funnier still is that he doesn't even know my name, so it's not like he can dock me. hehe. Sometimes, a large university has its perks. After that, me and Jenny went to lunch and had a bawl chatting and joking around. I wound up missing the time and completely forgot about my Social Justice class at 1:00. I checked my email before Queer Theory class tonight, and the professor had emailed to say class had been cancelled. So, yay. Thank god for the flu, eh?

Then tonight in my Queer Theory class I was on fire. I'm actually getting this theory stuff, and I'm kind of liking it. At the end of the night, we got our papers back. I got an A fucking plus. Not that I'm all that suprised - it's not terrible difficult to do well on a Bradshaw paper. But still! An A+!!! On a paper written about Theory! Foucault, even! Her comment read "You get it! You really really get it!" Hee.

And now I'm going out to celebrate. Because I can, and want to. And also because I finished my reading for tomorrow earlier today so I'm off the hook for homework tonight.

Hmm...a good monday? Yeah, we'll say so. So, so far, that's Two A papers and one B+ midterm. I'll find out my other two midterm grades (I'm expecting a C in history and an F in SJ) Wednesday or Friday.
*gasp*

What's this? An update!?

Title: Learn to be Lonely Chapter 17/ ?
Author: [livejournal.com profile] chocgood84
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: BtVS Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: Characters in this fic, aside from original characters, are property of ME and Joss Whedon. I’m just playing; I get no reward. Don’t sue, I’m poor.
Warning: Just the standard: Slashfic, with some brief episodes of het sex. Some graphic scenes of violence, sexual situations, and other assorted adult situations.
Author’s Note: This is my latest WIP, and it’s coinciding with my last year of college. I may or may not get to update very frequently – but I have no plans of discontinuing or abandoning it, so if you’re patient – there will be more. Also, this is somewhat AU in the sense that Dawn doesn’t exist, and Adam was never created so the initiative is still around for the time being. Also, a big thank you to the official L2bL beta, [livejournal.com profile] kittypoker1.
Previous parts can be found at my website, or in my Livejournal Memories.

The long-awaited, but much shorter, Chapter 17! )
synapticjava: (piggy)
( Feb. 6th, 2006 09:46 am)
I have only been awake for one hour, and it's already a bad day. I went out with Nando after work last night for a couple drinks. By the time I got home, it was 4am. Then I had to be awake at 8:30 this morning so I could haul ass to class. Which I did, amazingly. I even stopped to by aspirin, tums, red bull, water, and eye drops at Walgreens on the way. And still made it to my classroom with 10 minutes to spare. I almost ran over two people and narrowly avoided dying about 12 times to get here, but I did it. Only, I get there, and there's a bright orange piece of paper saying "Cancelled".

*glares*

The silver lining, though - no class!
Well, I got the dishes done, after two weeks of eating with plastic forks of paper napkins. And read one of my five articles for Intro, due tuesday. Haven't even opened a book or pretended to clean the apartment (as in, move stuff around). Mostly just been sitting here, listlessly cruising the net.

Got a call from Food for Thought, the first catering company I worked for. Haven't heard from them since Thanksgiving. Sue, who's working in staffing now, wanted to know if everything was okay because no one's heard from me. I filled her in on the B.J. situation. She sounded suprised, because all of the supervisors love me (well, except maybe one), and so do the higher-ups. She's going to look into it, but she pretty much said she'd make sure they start calling me for work. She gave me 4 days in May. At this point in the game, I really don't care all that much, but I guess it was kind of nice to know someone thought about me.

I think I'm going to make something to eat, and watch Sleeping Beauty. Maybe it'll make me feel a little better. I've been in a funk all afternoon, and I can't shake it. I'm definetely going out tonight. I really shouldn't spend the money, because it's bad enough to be at the point of "Do I want to eat for the rest of the month, or do I want to drink for one night?". But, I don't care. I just don't. Fuck it.

All of it.
New Layout. Mostly just changed the background and the colors. But, I likes it.

The weather today is kind of crappy. I like it. It matches my mood. It's all grey and cold and wet. Not that I'm wet, nor grey for that matter, but you get the idea. It's that time of the month again - no, not that time, because that would be wierd. No, it's the time where I start worrying about whether or not I'll be able to make it through the month without having to wh0re myself out to pay rent and bills. Rent is taken care of, but the bills...that's another story. I have enough to pay either my credit card bill, or my cell phone & electiricty of bills. And since I didn't pay the electric last month, I'm thinking I should do that this month. Hmm. Maybe I'll get lucky and tomorrow I'll make a shitton of money and all my money problems will go away.

Although, I do have to say one thing more about it. Last night, Matt brought the new guy he's dating into Gentry, and I waited on them so Matt could introduce us. The guy paid for their drinks with a $100 bill, and gave me a $.50 tip. $0.50. I was not amused. And I told Matt as such as they were leaving. I'm a strong strong believer in that people show their character by how they tip and/or treat servers. It comes from working in the industry for (eeghads!) 6 years. And this guy - is not good. But whatever; Matt doesn't take my advice on guys.

I think I might have to go out for a drink tonight, but I'm not sure. Don't really feel like dealing with a few people should I happen to run into them. But then again, who says I have to deal with them? We're all adults. *shrugs*

Need to run - got tons of crap to do, and no time to do it in. Weekend's already over half-gone, and I haven't gotten any of the work done I need to. *sigh* 126 days.
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