November 20th, 2003

reeciebastion

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And now I am not opening the browser again until I finish my paper. *firm nod*

Or checking my e-mail.

I might answer IMs. But that's it! >.
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    determined determined
reeciebastion

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1064 words. Oi.

Stopping for now. Have to leave for English in half an hour and need to brush up on Dorian Gray.

...

And find it, I suppose. o.O
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    busy busy
reeciebastion

I obviously can't be allowed to listen to music while working.

Winamp shuffled to Leave it Alone (Moist) and I had the Leaving Normal episode synopsis file open before I knew what I was doing. Bad Ari! Bad! You must *not* write that now! You must write *this* now!

I mean, it isn't even as if it's a boring essay. It's about the League of Nations. Which I find interesting (no comments about my attraction to elegant tragedies, please ;). A lot, even! It's not even as if I'm being distracted from something dry by something angsty and (to me, at least) compelling!

I'm just easily distracted by shiny things, it seems. Though I *always* write more, and better, even, when I'm procrastinating. ;)

Yeah, yeah. I'm going back to it. :P

One thing to think about, though. This show is going to have some awesome music. ^.^
  • Current Music
    Titan Æ - The Urge - It's My Turn To Fly
reeciebastion

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Is it weird that I'm becoming retroactively depressed by the level of utter fuckup involved in the collapse of the League of Nations? And disappointed in the idiots who didn't sign the Geneva Protocol on the spot? Really. Poor France. So happy and then... not. *sigh*

And *this* is why the Union falls. Nobody would ever believe a lasting idealistic government. :(