Raspberry Dreams
Dreamed of raspberries last night, they were growing up everywhere in riotous colors. I think I'm missing the greenery of home. It's another lazy Sat., this time with homework. It's not crazy, but there's a bunch of stuff fr the CW bitch. Yeah, not liking her any better. I like all the rest of the profs,(to a degree)though. Dropped off laundry - almost lost an arm as usual. Also as usual, I got flirted with on the way home. I still say it's an exotic thing - I am the only white blonde around, after all. Like gaping at a tiger in the zoo. Does that sound pessimistic? It is.
On a less prosaic and more disturbing note I'm getting mysterious bug bites at night. I woke up with three bites on my hands, which, I've got to say, sucks. They itch like crazy, but they don't look like spider-bites, which makes me somewhat happy. Really they just look like mosquito bites, but somehow, I don't think that's it.
Funny thing, for the last three semesters of college I've had minimal contact with those in my classes. Maybe 1 or 2 out of 5 classes there will be people to chat with. This year is completely different. I've got full-on 'chat' buddies in evey class but one, and in that one I keep finding myself bonding with the prof (He's hysterical- smart, NYCesque, and utterly flaming. No one else seems to get his constant humor). I feel like it's high school again - the good parts.
So all in all, I'm tired but making it. I've got loads of friends and aquaintances, people to flirt with and Dementordelta's writing a new story. It's all good.
Slash: Dementordelta's *new* 'A Reason to Celebrate', written with Cruisediector. Go read, NOW!
Current Mood: 
cheerfulCurrent Music: You're so Vain, Carly Simon