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I am so glad that now that I can charge my Ipod in the car, I don't have to worry about that anymore...Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
But I often forget it in the car so have to have midnight raids in PJs to retrieve and listen to it at home. :goof:
Well i can now do it either on my computer or my docing station while listening to music around the house. :) I dont drive so thankfully i've never had to worry about running out in the middle of the night to retrieve anything! :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Scheherazade
Do I have to study biology now?I hate time limits when surfying the internet...And I studied the same thing yesterday...I could be a little irresponsible today, right??
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Right??
i ate too much... :sick:
Darn this flu.
It is a regular occurance with me, I am afraid. Books, Ipod, audiobook CDs, bags, teaching materials, left over shopping...Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
I think I use the car as the extra room I don't have in the house.
Should I say what am I really thinking about? It is not possible to translate what I am thinking about into sentences. I think not homogeneously and harmonically or orderly or systematically or methodically. I am thinking about the unthinkable, un-writable, inexpressible.
Funny thoughts, irrational, illogical pop up within me and I cannot undo this.
Maybe it is what Virginia wolf phrased in her novels the stream of consciousness, ideas flowing unstoppably one after another the way a brook flows.
I hate moths. And worms. And the combination of moths and their worms is enough to give me the creeps. Especially if their new home is apparently in one our kitchen units.
Thinking if there's a way to spray them to death without ruining the food.
It just dawned on me that I've never watched the film Pulp fiction. (as of yet) Shame..shame.
I wonder if the narcissistic personality disorder would be this widespread if we weren't living in the digital age.
article here
http://www.smh.com.au/opinion/face-i...0902-f8dl.html
God, what's happening?
Right now I am thinking, should get to bed as have to be up early for work tomorrow.
thinking of finding my next favorite book, have no idea what to read, and i should quit TV watching for a while
How is it that one simple phone call can burst your bubble of happiness within seconds?
I want to go home.
I'm thinking might get off Lit-net for a few hours and watch a Jim Carey movie with my son. Back later.