Jewish/Palestinian Peace Anthem

Clearly, this is the solution. Clearly. ♥
I love him.

Check ya,
ALQ

Of course they don't have the one book I need for a class at the bookstore.
Of course neither Borders nor Barnes and Noble has it either.

Dammit.

I find that I am still bitter and angry at someone who hurt me a great deal in the past, called L. My friends are still her friends, and we do run into each other every now and again. I just can't quite seem to get rid of the grudge I'm holding against her, possibly because she doesn't even realize that she did anything wrong.

Frankly, I will be very happy when I no longer have to see her, ever.

But then I feel guilty, because sometimes I don't think about what I'm saying when I'm around our mutual friends. So, my feelings about her slip, and I say something really mean. A friend just called me on it, and asked me to not be so openly hateful. I just can't help it sometimes, because it comes out before I can censor myself.

I just want to curl up in a ball and cry, and I'm not sure if it's entirely about this, or if I need to up my dosage of anti-depressants. And I'm angry that I feel bad about it, too, because L deserves none of my sympathies.

I wish I could afford to see a shrink for a bit, because I really just want my issues with L to go away. I'm more than ready to move on, but I can't. I've got this burning hatred just sitting inside of me, with nothing to do, and there's not a whole lot I can think of to get rid of it.

I am bored out of my mind. I know I could do work, but I'm really not in the mood for it. Unfortunately, I'm not in the mood for fun, either.
I'm half tempted to start working on a comic strip that's been in the planning for a while now, dealing with the joys of Uni life, and the stupidity of administration.
Then again, I've so many other projects muddling around my brain that it might not be a good idea to actively start another one. ._.

Boo, hiss.

And, I've got "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" by Pink Floyd stuck in my head. Not a bad thing, but the chorus just keeps repeating and repeating over again in my mind.

I desperately need a life.

Why is this deemed "news worthy"?

"Just what is it about moobs?"
-BBC News Magazine

Yes, I know it's the xth post today.

Women + hormones +stress + depression + close living quarters = unmixy things.

You'd think someone would have learned this and fixed our programming by now. Because, frankly, when nobody's right in a situation like this, it sucks. For everyone concerned, including onlookers.
I feel bad for my friends, who were basically arguing over nothing, and for no reason at all other than that they are both under a lot of stress currently.

Hence, my petition to any deity, or a super-sciencey person, or whatever:

We the undersigned say that you need to get your shit together and fix things, okay? As in now. Or maybe yesterday.
Sincerely,
ALQ

Complaints

I don't get it. Why do people need to have lights on when they're not in the room? I mean, seriously people? It's a waste. If it's bright out and one wall is almost entirely glass, you don't need the lights on. Even if you are in the room.
I feel like I'm constantly turning lights off, which is ridiculous, because I'm not the maid, and I'm not the housekeeper. Get your shit together, okay?

In other news, I am sad because my soft-serve was yucky. I think something in the mix was off, very likely the milk/cream/whatever they use, because it tasted tangy. Vanilla is not supposed to be tangy.


I think I'm getting into this useless blog posting thing. Expect more soon. xD

Check ya,
ALQ

Woo, template

Okay, so I found a template that I liked, and just spent the last...I dunno, thirty minutes editing the colors to my liking.
There's a whole lot of crappy templates out there, by the way. I'm half tempted to make my own, but I don't really want to spend the time on it.
Oh well.
In any case, I'm just glad I have one other than the standard ones.

I haven't kept a regular blog in forever. The last time I really posted in one, even on a semi-regular basis, was four or five years ago. My life is far too boring.

Just means that I'll have to make up stories about my super-heroic exploits. (Did I mention that I'm Jean Grey? No? Oh, well then. I'm not. Much, much cooler than she was.)

Then ciao for the moment,
ALQ

I find that I don't like any of the setups for this blog. What to do, what to do.
I think I'll have a search around in the hope that someone's designed something I do like. Here's to hoping, right?
I shall be back to post again soon.


Oooo, and all three lines start with "I."

I am so self important! D: