posted by
the_dala at 07:59pm on 23/03/2005
I went to hear a talk today as one of the events for this year's Women, Gender, and Sexuality (or WGSX -- wigsex. Heh. Carry on.) Colloquium and...fell asleep. I think somehow I was hypnotized into depression while I was sleeping. Before the talk -- perfectly fine. Jolly even, as I'd had an excellent Modern Thought class and spent work with not one but two fics writing themselves inside my head.
After the talk -- bleahhhhhhh. I heard "Cecilia" by Simon & Garfunkel on the radio and it deepened my unhappiness. "Cecilia," for god's sake.
"American Dreams" is playing on the wrong night again. That is also bothersome.
After the talk -- bleahhhhhhh. I heard "Cecilia" by Simon & Garfunkel on the radio and it deepened my unhappiness. "Cecilia," for god's sake.
"American Dreams" is playing on the wrong night again. That is also bothersome.
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Thank you for the pick-up, Lin ::squeezes::
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Maybe wig abuse could pull you out of the dumps wig sex threw you into. Any time I look through the early posts on
Feel better! *hugs*
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And - Cecilia?? OMG! How can that get you even further down?
*sends lots of hugs*