Tea is a vegetable.
Apr. 21st, 2003 09:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Just ask Harvard. This amused me.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/Society/news/story/0,7838,940885,00.html?=rss
It didn't hurt my head like the book on the history of Franco did though....
http://www.guardian.co.uk/Books/news/articles/0,6109,940995,00.html?=rss
Lets see. I forgot to mention that this weekend in one of the antique shops there was a "skin massager" from the early part of the century. With attatchments. It was advertised so politely with pictures of massaging backs and such, but I had two thoughts when looking at it: Hysteria, and this advert from a catalog for normal folks, and this old woman holding what was obviously shaped like a dildo against her back. Unfortunately, we could not get it. So sad. I really wanted to be the only people I know of who have an antique vibrator. Not that we'd use it or anything, it's just way too old, but still. For odd object purposes, that just rocks.
I finally got in touch with the admisions people, and they hadn't gotten the student resume I'd sent, so I emailed it. They have gotten the letter about the transcripts and when they'll arrive, so that's all cleared from current worrying. And I wasked about the deadline, and will I know if I've been accepted before then, and she said oh that doesn't matter, it doens't apply to transfers. (Though why they'd have it on the website I don't know, except perhaps to scare people?)
So yes, I'm much more relaxed. Remy got home, and we cuddled and fell asleep. Very silly, but probably needed. And soon, we'll be in bed for reals....
http://www.guardian.co.uk/Society/news/story/0,7838,940885,00.html?=rss
It didn't hurt my head like the book on the history of Franco did though....
http://www.guardian.co.uk/Books/news/articles/0,6109,940995,00.html?=rss
Lets see. I forgot to mention that this weekend in one of the antique shops there was a "skin massager" from the early part of the century. With attatchments. It was advertised so politely with pictures of massaging backs and such, but I had two thoughts when looking at it: Hysteria, and this advert from a catalog for normal folks, and this old woman holding what was obviously shaped like a dildo against her back. Unfortunately, we could not get it. So sad. I really wanted to be the only people I know of who have an antique vibrator. Not that we'd use it or anything, it's just way too old, but still. For odd object purposes, that just rocks.
I finally got in touch with the admisions people, and they hadn't gotten the student resume I'd sent, so I emailed it. They have gotten the letter about the transcripts and when they'll arrive, so that's all cleared from current worrying. And I wasked about the deadline, and will I know if I've been accepted before then, and she said oh that doesn't matter, it doens't apply to transfers. (Though why they'd have it on the website I don't know, except perhaps to scare people?)
So yes, I'm much more relaxed. Remy got home, and we cuddled and fell asleep. Very silly, but probably needed. And soon, we'll be in bed for reals....
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Date: 2003-04-21 07:21 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-04-22 04:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-22 02:03 pm (UTC)Oooooh... Want. Wantwantwantwant.
go figure
Date: 2003-04-22 06:22 pm (UTC)no time for a rant tonight...so either fuck or pass the batteries...either way just do it--you'll feel better in the morning