Today I had a big, very important biology test. I didn't realize we were even having one until about 5 minutes before we took it. Can't wait to get my grade back on that one. Maybe I'll take to incinerating my bad exams in the privacy of the woods, like I did in high school. Of course, it's not like I have to hide my bad grades from my parents anymore. I'd just be clearing my conscience. With fire.
In the past two days I think I've done more running than I've done in my entire life. Add that to tennis class and the result is one tired mofo: yours truly. I actually fell asleep in my car yesterday. (No, I wasn't driving; it was between classes.) It was so sunny and warm and I thought, I'll just put the seat back and little and---ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Outside the fail of the real world, I'm working on my first fanmix. I'm thanking my lucky charms (haha, leprechaun reference for St Patty's Day who cares I don't) that I've got access to good audio editing programs and resources. I'm such a prickly snob about my music that I won't even listen to anything under 192kbps. (And I wonder why my fanvids are these 800mb/44khz uncompressed monstrosities.) I actually spliced this one section of a Pink Floyd song and meticulously lined it up so I could get a good instrumental fadeout. (It was from Dark Side of the Moon, where all the stupid songs run together.) I had to sacrifice the last verse, but oh well. It wasn't relevant to my mix anyway.
Now, I think I'm going to go find someplace warm and sleep through dinner. Gn8.
NEWSFLASH! Baby black snake infiltrated my domicile. (Oh Jesus, it was love at first sight. Hearts popping in the air and everything.) I played with it for a minute or two (it crawled all over me and was so cute, I ought to be ashamed of myself) and then took it outside to set it free. This is like the third incident in a year where I've rescued a snake. If I'm meant to be some kind of St Francis of serpents, hey, that's fine by me.
What a nice way to close the day, helping little creatures.
In the past two days I think I've done more running than I've done in my entire life. Add that to tennis class and the result is one tired mofo: yours truly. I actually fell asleep in my car yesterday. (No, I wasn't driving; it was between classes.) It was so sunny and warm and I thought, I'll just put the seat back and little and---ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Outside the fail of the real world, I'm working on my first fanmix. I'm thanking my lucky charms (haha, leprechaun reference for St Patty's Day who cares I don't) that I've got access to good audio editing programs and resources. I'm such a prickly snob about my music that I won't even listen to anything under 192kbps. (And I wonder why my fanvids are these 800mb/44khz uncompressed monstrosities.) I actually spliced this one section of a Pink Floyd song and meticulously lined it up so I could get a good instrumental fadeout. (It was from Dark Side of the Moon, where all the stupid songs run together.) I had to sacrifice the last verse, but oh well. It wasn't relevant to my mix anyway.
Now, I think I'm going to go find someplace warm and sleep through dinner. Gn8.
NEWSFLASH! Baby black snake infiltrated my domicile. (Oh Jesus, it was love at first sight. Hearts popping in the air and everything.) I played with it for a minute or two (it crawled all over me and was so cute, I ought to be ashamed of myself) and then took it outside to set it free. This is like the third incident in a year where I've rescued a snake. If I'm meant to be some kind of St Francis of serpents, hey, that's fine by me.
What a nice way to close the day, helping little creatures.
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