if you did it say you did it if you didn't suck it up and say you did

It's so late. Early. It's so early. Fuck and Talkbox concert tomorrow tonight - you'd think I would learn to ACTUALLY SLEEP.

Yesterday I sat down next to my brother at the supper table. He cocked his head at me and said "Oh really?

"What?" I said.

"Oh really?"

"...yah really?"

"Oh really?"

"..."

"Oh really?"

"No wai!!!"

"*giggles*"

No, my brother has not caught The Internet, I think it was equivalent to the endless Why children bombard you with when they are feeling annoying. Nevertheless, I was amused.

Random pizza and Scrubs night at Stan's Saturday night (so random it started out as a booze and movies night announced an hour before arrival time). I explained to Stan the concept of Line Marriages during a conversation about the latest Orson Scott Card flare-up. Made me want to reread The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress... so I did. Tonight. Which is why it is three thirty in the morning.

*mumbles incoherently*

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Today I had an hour and a half's break between lecture and tutorial, so I went down to Kings and bought some Vertigo stuff and Blue Beetle, because why not? I have birthday money from grandparents. As I'm paying for the stuff I hear a "Nice hat." I turn around to see some guy in a black coat. Then I look up - he's wearing the exact same fedora as I was. We loled.

In other news my dad couldn't find a camera strap the right size so he bought a dog leash and jury-rigged one. Works perfectly, unfortunately is covered with pictures of bones and pawprints.