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Aaaannnnd, the paper is written.
Die Brucke woodcuts' influence on film noir. Tra la.

Is so very art-history-dense, the poor sociology-professor-cum-inadequate-film-teacher shall not know what to make of it. C'est la vie. There's pictures in it, that's all that matters.

Am watching Chinatown for the same class.... Heehee, what an assignment, how very harsh... Oh *no* whatever shall I do, I *have* to watch a...
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Goin' home for the weekend.... Food food food.... mmmm..... I have a paper due Monday on German Expressionism's influence on American film noir.

Whoo.

I'll get round to that Sunday evening or Monday after my morning class.

It's a sad day in the neighborhood.

I have a feeling I may be too delicate and uncolorful to be an SG..... But by gods, I'm fucking adaptable. And fucking sexy. And fucking fun. And fun fucking. And and and and....

The fun part of my aspiration to SGness is brainstorming the fun fun sets I could do. Because I have oh-so-many propsclothesmakeupsideasideasideas, and my imagination is just fathomless. I like to...
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Now..... Why on *earth* would a network follow an excellent movie (A Fish Called Wanda, mind you - we're talking seriously excellent) with quite possibly one of the worst movies ever made? I tell you, there is going to be some serious, hardcore not-watching of Cool Runnings going on in Patienceland today!
It's okay though, as there is something apparently just starting on TCM with...
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Good gods.
Hi.
It's been awhile.
Even longer than last time, methinks.


But it would seem that I've put my foot in my mouth repeatedly and embarrassed myself out of every other forum in which I had previously felt at home. Figures. Eh. C'est la vie.

Golly.

Hi.

Phew.
Longtimenosee.
I've had a guest!
Miss Jasmine came to visit, 'twas fun....
Shall now revert to normal day-to-day activities... I wish I was a secret agent spy girl.

WHOA WHOA! Bobby Brown's in town!!!! He's a couple miles down the road from me, actually, having turned himself into police.
Goddamn.
My Brush With Celebrity.

I'm watching this. Is quite the loverly movie, I must say.
My first two classes this semester shall be lovely. Ancient Greek History and Film & Society. Tra la.
I'm worn out and exhausted clear through. I feel like such an old lady lately. Sore hips (though those didn't come innocently) and a sore back... All I want to do is lay around under covers...
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Wheeeeee!!!! Computer back, connection back, giant bed all to m'self, wooooo!

I'm a happygirl.

Eeeee, thank yew times a zillion!!!!

*is back*




Now, as soon as I get back home (school) I can get that festively-festive picture changed up for something new!

One by one all my vain little hopes fall through.
And you know what?

I don't care.
Yay for stronger meds and increased apathy!



And that's what I have to say about that.

Now. Basically, I need to get laid.
Takers?