doughnuts vs. donuts
[image: granville street with Royce et G]
Man, I never realized that I snore so loud, it's pathetic. As another oddity, I once scared the living crap out of myself thinking there was a rabid raccoon under my bed because of these terrifying screeching sounds I heard in. Turns out, it was my stomach growling, lol.. I seriously can't feel it growl, just hear it.
Anyways, I've got my first biochemistry midterm in less than 12 hours. Friday Saturday Sunday is all volunteer training with SASC. I'm sorta excited because I promised myself I'd do advocacy work as a feminist (contrary to the monophonic shit Semone said to me in April). In short, this weekend and next week = sleep deprivation schedule. 4 midterms, yo.
For halloween, I think I want to be a periwinkle snail thing. If not, I'll just dig up crap from closet like I do every year and call it a costume, I don't know.
In the mean time, it's time for some hot zymogen action of the pancreas.
posted by Melba Toast @ 11:04 PM
2 Comments:
You know, that's a nice thing about having a varied and wide wardrobe... You can assemble bits and pieces of it to make many different outfits.
Maybe some of them actaully referrable as "costumes".
Regardless of how much effort I put into it. T-shirts and some sort of leg wear NEVER become a "costume".
Pfffft, if you have black clothes, just slip it all on and voila! You're the ominous "DARKNESS"
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