So tired...

ZOMG that was a crazy birthday. It's not nearly over yet, since there's still next week, but today was so nuts in a good way.

Thanks to everyone who showed up and, for those who couldn't make it due to time and space, thank you so much for your birthday wishes. I'm stuck away from my home and family for my birthday, so my "special day" would totally suck without you guys, especially with how sickie I feel at the moment. ^__^ More details of the insanity will come later, as I'm pooped at the moment.

BTW, did someone on my flist send me the Milk Chocolate Wocky on Neopets? The website gitched and I didn't get to see who sent it. Thank you, though.

Quote of the day goes to Lisa, who sent me what's the strangest birthday email ever. This kills me: "So make up a Rachelle birthday song in your head and pretend I'm singing it...or playing it horribly on a french horn, dressing in drag doing the hula...(i can't really dress in drag can i?)"

Music and Control

My brain works in strange ways. I don't have a very muscial way of looking at the world, but sometimes tunes get wedged in there! Last week I've had "I Don't Remember", "We Do What We're Told", " Firth of Fifth" and "One for the Vine" stuck in my head. This evening the stuck song is the theme from the movie "Beverly Hills Cop". How random.

Okay Katie, when we write Nance she has serious control issues. So I'm glad I got the one idea from your birthday present fic. Not the quick spinoff I whiped up, but I have another idea. Rice is such a delightfully messed up pairing.

Crap, I need to lick this cold before Tuesday.

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I would like to take a mintue to proclaim my love of my dorm room.

I LOVE YOU DORM ROOM!!!

... even though you smell, eat bus passes and are probably making me sick.

My missing bus pass is in my HEATING VENT. It's not coming back.

But I do really love my dorm room tonight. Darned if I know why.