Last night, or rather, early this morning, there was a thick fog blanketing everything. I thought it was just a dense snow flurry at first, but when I stuck my head out the window, it was like being in a giant humidifier. I like fog, such a rare and precious thing.
A new pet peeve: even if I'm not known to someone, I now realize that I take offense to someone choosing the pronoun, "kid" for me. In the whole scheme of things, I may still fit in that age bracket, but for some reason that grates my nerves. So don’t call me kid.
Still in the thick of finals week. I really should be doing even more studying/reading/researching/preparation. After this I’m planning on hitting the books hard.
Listen to Oasis - Stop Crying Your Heart Out, that, or if you’re in a more beat-mood, try [http://24.8.129.128:8000/virtualdj.mp3]. Put this is your media player that can handle streaming/urls. He’s still working on his DJing skills, and I don’t know if his hours are regular, but try and tune in.
Anything that has something negative on Harry Potter is positive in my books.
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