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[trinityofone]

Ugh. I've been working on my Blade Runner essay all day. I have eleven pages and I feel so. brain dead. I can't believe I'm only halfway there. Even the cups and cups of tea I've been drinking aren't helping. I wish I had something really nice to eat. I suppose that pretty soon, I'll be digging into the leftover Easter candy. Joy.

Back to work, I suppose. Ugh.

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[jetspeaks.livejournal.com]

Perhaps I should be bringing you cookies and french books. :)

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

I meant I would make you cookies. Er. But not tonight.

(Which doesn't mean you're precluded from making me cookies also. *eg*)

[whiskeypants.livejournal.com]

which is good, because she makes addictively good cookies.
*sighs over anzac biscuits*

[jetspeaks.livejournal.com]

If I can find all the ingredients (hah!) I may make anzac biscuits for you sometime soon. :)

[jetspeaks.livejournal.com]

Lost emphasis: "Perhaps I should be bringing you cookies (and French books)."

Also, last night I wasn't going anywhere, due to naps and dreams about Johnny Depp, so you were safe. :)

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

How about you bring me cookies and some of those Johnny Depp dreams, huh? That sounds super good. ;-)

[jetspeaks.livejournal.com]

No no, Johnny is all mine...
Unfortunately, psychopepsquad woke me up before I was whisked off to a romatic locale for hot sex. If, in fact, that was what dream Johnny had in mind.... :)

[caseymae.livejournal.com]

YES!!! Tea helps the writing process.

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

And the urination process. Er.

::slurps::

[jetspeaks.livejournal.com]

Okay, that sounds really nasty.

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

I know. And I gloried in the nastiness as I wrote it. I'm a sick, sick girl.

[caseymae.livejournal.com]

I gloried in the nastiness as I read it.

So true. Hope your writing is going well!