Girlfriend countdown: 10 days! (Eeeee!)
Shopped, slept, got up at 10 PM, had McD's, got online. Dude. I suck.
Have stuff to do. Am not doing it. Am instead comulsively listening to Bruce Springsteen - I'm on Fire over and over again. Bliss.
Shopped, slept, got up at 10 PM, had McD's, got online. Dude. I suck.
Have stuff to do. Am not doing it. Am instead comulsively listening to Bruce Springsteen - I'm on Fire over and over again. Bliss.
(Edit: Can I just poin out that despite the "posted" date being late 1998, I actually posted it to the list early1998, and I wrote it in 1996-1997? When I was sixteen? During math? In high school? God, I'm old.)
Also, thanks to mydarkstar, The Edge will now be foreverlinked to kinky gnome porn in my head. Dammit.
Have made schedule for myself:
Weekdays:
07:30 - 08:00 Wake up, shower, quickly check email, LJ, etc., dress, feed cat.
08:00 - 09:05 Walk to station, train to Brussels. Write at least 250 words, or draw.
09:05 - 13:00 Work.
13:00 - 14:00 Lunch break. Answer email, LJ entries, comments, etc.
14:00 - 17:30 More work.
17:30 -18:45 Train home. Write/draw as above. Walk home.
18:45 - 20:00 Swim, buy food.
20:00 - 20:30 Clean a bit, cook, eat.
20:30 - ??:?? Write until total number of words is at least 1,000, or draw.
???:???- 01:30 Chat, email, LJ, etc.
01:30 - 07:30 Sleep.
Weekends (and days off):
No schedule. write at least 1,000 words a day. Swimming on Saturday and Sunday mornings.
this would leave me, at the end of a week, with 7,000 words. Or, y'nkow, a bunch of crappy drawings. And I'd gte some excercise. Yeah. Doable, that. So! If any of you see me online before 4PM EST (That's 10PM here), inquire about word count andkick my ass if I've not made it!
I got a tank top that says "I prefer girls".
Is that by any chance the same one I'm wearing in this user icon? (I know, it's difficult to see, but.)
In other news, I'm hungry, and there's no breakfast food in my kitchen. Am displeased. Need food. Have 97,- BEF (€ 2.40!) That's enough for food at elast, but I want liquid, too. Even though I think drinking 3 litres of orange juice in 24 hours is why my stomach is hurting. And I'm running out of fags. So, must hit up cash machine. but first, get dressed.
(Edit: Am now also kinda getting vaguely sleepy. Nooo! Because that means I'm not sleepy enough to actually, y'know, sleep yet, which means I'm likely to do the sleep-from-6PM-till-midnight thing again, and then stay up till 3AM and be late for work. Again. So, no. Shall shower, don clothes, walk through freezing cold, and buy food and fags. And stay up until midnight or something and not let myself realise that means I've slept twice in three nights and hey! Aren't freaky sleep patterns funny?
Yes. Shower and coffee.)
(Edit: Fixed link. Thanks, Dine and Katie.)