Feb. 19th, 2007

exsequar: (SGA McShep toppy!)
I studied orgo for the large majority of the day, and got a significant amount accomplished - yay me. But it didn't get me down or frustrated or upset, and you know why? Because of fannish distractions! Seriously, I will never be truly depressed so long as I have all you darling people AND all the darling characters/people we flail about to keep a smile on my face.

I rewarded my efforts 1) By reading some Wincest (oh, boys), 2) watching SGA s1 episode The Defiant One (in which Rodney saves John's life, John is generally hotass, and Rodney is sweet and heroic and lovely. fabulous episode.), and 3) reading the most hilarious and adorable piece of McShep ever. There was pot involved. I giggled a lot, possibly more than THEY did.

And with that lovely bedtime story, I go to sleep. *hugs everyone*
exsequar: (SN Boys not the end of us)
GIP - just won People's Choice over at [livejournal.com profile] deanandsamlims with this :) Yay. I'm really pleased with how it came out. Oh, boys! ♥

I got out of physics lab within an HOUR. It was joyful. I fully intended to use the subsequent free time to study for orgo, but instead I sat down an watched an episode of SGA S1, then flisted for a while. *facepalm* I am a rockstar. :P
exsequar: (SGA John go splat)
You know how you can sometimes just feel a sickness DESCEND on your body? Well that's what happened to me about half an hour ago. I blinked and went - "Crap. I have the flu." *facepalm* My head is achey, my body feels flushed, I've started coughing, and there's pressure on my sinuses. And this is not hypochondria - it's a perfectly logical progression given that three of the people I am around most frequently have fallen to this illness in rapid succession within the past week. Awesome.

So I left work an hour early, because instead of tomorrow being a normal lovely Tuesday when I get to sleep to ELEVEN, instead I have a fucking Physics exam at EIGHT FUCKING AM. *stab stab stab* Seriously. So pissed. So I decided sleep and some Airborne and Advil were the best weapons against the possibility of waking up with a 102 fever and having exactly negative googol will to get out of bed and take a fucking physics exam. Well, sleep, medicine, and some porn. So that's my plan. Drugs. Porn. Sleep (albeit for 7 hours). I like this plan.

*flops*

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