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21 March 2006 @ 10:41 am
Wishing I were still in London...  
So returning from the UK sucked major ass. First of all, I completely fell in love with the place, especially London, and pretty much had zero desire to come back here and resume my normal life. Second, I came back Sunday night, only to have to take a midterm Monday at 9 am (the prof for that class is like the nicest guy in the world, but he's got to have a cruel streak hidden somewhere; who the hell schedules a midterm for 9 am of the Monday right after spring break?!) and another midterm on Tuesday afternoon (which I totally failed, I know it). Then I had a small project/presentation due Wednesday. Funny story about that one: The project was to tape two talk show episodes, show snippets to the class, and then critique them. Let's just say that my inner fangirl couldn't contain itself, and I ended up showing clips (saved on my computer) of Dan Radcliffe on Friday Night with Jonathan Ross and Regis and Kelly and contrasting them with Ricky Gervais's recent appearance on Letterman. Yeah, I suck. And my prof knows all about my HP obsession, so I pretty much let him laugh at me and then carried on with the presentation. Nah, he's a really cool guy, and I think he actually respects my HP fanaticism. *fangirls the prof*

After slogging through all that mess, my mojo was all depleted, and I had just enough left to sit around contributing to the mockery on Fandom_Wank (and now hp_cornfield). Good times, good times.

Anyway, I owe a bunch of people comments, and I'm really behind on reading all y'all flist people's stuff, so forgive me as I play catchup, OK?

Speaking of flist, kressel, I had a dream about you last night! It had something to do with me visiting your house and you teaching me something about Judaism. And then you told me how to walk to the subway from your place. Then later, I had a dream about how I exposed an American Idol contestant or maybe an overrated American pop singer who had ripped off a song by Rufus Wainwright ("Poses", I think). At first, I had thought it was a Johnny Depp song (WTF?!), but then I realized it was a Rufus song. And the night before last, I had a really wacked-out dream about Sean Penn. Trust me, you don't want to know.

Sometime this week, I will post a travel blog with lots of photos and my usual banter, so y'all can get to see the awesomeness that was my trip to London and Edinburgh. I'm gonna try to upload the photos to my mom's Web site tonight so I can post them here directly. Yes, my mom has a real Web site and I don't. And I'm the one who went to a special high school for technology dorks. I actually am really technology retarded these days. But I can write you a great Pascal program, dammit! (And let's not even get into Turtle LOGO or BASIC, man!)

Before that, though, there's some other randomness I need to post. It will appear shortly.

Cheers, love! (I know, I know, I'm American, and I can't say that without sounding like a total tool. But maybe it's OK when it's just written? )
 
 
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kressel: holidaykressel on March 22nd, 2006 03:33 am (UTC)



A "shtetl" is a village, specifically, the villages in which the Jews lived in Eastern Europe.