Heads, Procrastination, and the Small Couch.

Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know.

I'm procrastinating on finishing my last project for the Italy class. As much as I love images of Judith, I don't have the stomach for anymore severed heads tonight. I don't think I ever did. Oh well. 'Tis why I'm the maidservant and not the heroine.

I finished transcribing the Italian journals to A Wisco Away - http://awiscoaway.blogspot.com/

At least I've accomplished something with my life. I'm at Elysse's, stealing internet. I've had a total of maybe 4 hours or some such of internet since I got back from Italy. Considering I have my phone, I haven't missed it overmuch. I do miss WoW though.

Anyway. I still wonder why I get the small couch at Elysse's, considering I'm almost a full head taller. Oh well. I'm not here for sleeping. I keep trying to work, and it never seems to keep working.

I'm using my procrastination to have a discussion, in graphic detail, with someone on Omegle about snorting cocaine? I don't think this conversation is HR approved. Nope. Not at all. This is bizarre. Really, really bizarre.

From Biblical heroines (whose stories are difficult to find, but there was Elysse in a pinch with a million and two versions of the bible), to strangers with cocaine habits.

My life get a little more bizarre every year.