Gah.

Jun. 8th, 2008 02:21 pm
brinshannara: (facepalm)
Dreamt I was still with RK.

<shudders violently>

It was very weird, we were downtown, shopping, and I kept catching glimpses of my mother, so I was urging us along so we could get the hell away from my mom, because I don't think Mom knew RK was visiting. Mom eventually caught up with us and was very polite and cordial and, of course, somewhat disapproving, but RK never did see that, not in my dream and not IRL, because she didn't know my Mom very well. I, however, could hear all the fake laughs and see the strained smiles. I do hate that about my Mom.

After shopping for a bit, we went up to my old school to drop off tax (???) stuff, and apparently [livejournal.com profile] shiningmoon was a teacher there? That was kind of weird, too. :)

Woke up going "huh, it was nice to see [livejournal.com profile] shiningmoon!" and then 'bout fell over when I remembered the RK bits.

In other news, it is 30 and feels like it's 38. That's 85F/100F. I need to get my fan out here in the living room, because this is ridiculous. We went from it being like, 10C overnight a few days ago to it being 30. Seriously. WTF.
brinshannara: (seriously)
11pm and it feels like 32C outside with the humidity. That's 90 for you Americans.

::::melts::::

Actually, I think I'm going to run to the dep and get a popsicle or some such thing.

Mmmmmmmmmm. Popsicle.
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- Happy birthday to [livejournal.com profile] trexphile! I can't believe it's already August.

- I am in the process of moving all my music back to my laptop, and finally tracked down a problem with the authorization on my iTunes-bought music, which is so awesome, because I would have been REALLY sad otherwise.

- I saw MG today and her son X and her 10-week-old daughter H. And I managed to not be peed on, pooped on or thrown up on. GO ME.

- I got the permission of the department to re-enroll in the Honours Seminar (thesis class), so I did that this morning. Gonna get that shit done this time around. :P

- JB and I haven't spoken on the phone for exactly one month now, and she has yet to reply to my latest email, so... I'm about ready to write her off. Whee.

- It's 33C and feels like 42C, because of the humidity. That's 91/108F. I feel like a slug. A very sweaty slug. I may go to my parents' this weekend and live in the air-conditioning goodness.

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