cool, very cool

i may just be dumb and behind the times but this is so cool!


*tries not to think about the many hrs she's spent making little itty bitty thumbnails for pictures*


i can't decide whether i want to make an Oz icon or work on a bit of Sg1 fic thats niggling at my brain. i blame it all on Joseph Addison...

"Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind, which are delivered down from generation to generation as presents to the posterity of those who are yet unborn."

*flick*

i'm piffling about. after communing with the tree stumps out back in the woods (in the rain) i figured out where the little sg1 bunny could hop off too and now i'm piffling....*sigh* i could blame it on the lack of inspirational music... but, i dunno...*bah* i had this indecisiveness of me. and Norah Jones is annoying--v. sorry but she is giving me a headache *turns off yahoo*

i think its this house/place. the blare of the news in the other room, the clutter, some of it my own, some of it not--the fact that i'm living with people who on one side say i'm very good for my age the other half says i'm going to end up a vagrant if i pursue a career in writing. *sigh* i wish Britt were on--or better yet, in town. i really hate loosing friends like this.

in that vein; i still havent been able to get in touch with Kate and its rather depressing and worrying.

i'm tired.