I’ve always wanted to order my tea that way, but, seriously, how totally dorky would that be (and how totally dorky is anyone who appreciates that reference)?
I have had this sudden, horrible realization that I have utterly no sense of self-discipline, and, consequently, never work on anything until the last minute, never go to bed until after 1:30 in the morning, never get up until after 10:00 unless I absolutely must and eat rather a lot of Nutella straight out of the tub with a spoon.
I think I am going to buck this trend and go write my Statement of Intent (for grad school application-y purposes) right now. (The fact that it is almost 2:00 in the morning and that I will probably sleep until noon tomorrow we will choose to chalk up to it being a holiday weekend, and the new leaf regarding my sleep cycle will be turned over starting Tuesday.)
In other news, I have bought some lovely things on Etsy, most of which are Christmas presents for lovely people (and mopey roomates) but one of those things, this funny, funny sweater, is for me, all for me. Do you know how dangerous it is to have your Paypal account linked to your bank account? I will tell you: very.
I kind of feel like I should be writing about my feelings right now because I’ve been feeling alternately very sad and rather infuriated about various really horrible things that have happened to people that I know lately, but feelings are highly overated, and I think that my new goal of attaining a highly-efficient and disciplined self will be easier to achieve if I become an emotionless automaton.
Robots are cooler than people, anyhow. Captain Picard was so much cooler when he was a Borg.
Pfft. Locutus was pretty cool. Though my affinity forever remains: random hot fighting Picard.
Engage, baby.
Mmmm.
He can open my hailing frequencies any day.
has you seen the new shirt at Questionable Content?