What Are You Thinking?

3 out of the past 4 nights, I've had pizza for dinner. While that may sound like a dream come true, my stomach is not thanking me. I'm thinking something very plain tonight. And above all, nothing with tomato sauce. I just can't eat anymore of it.

 

I have been eating cheesecake all day.... This is not good.

 

I'm now old enough that it's not creepy to think college football players are hot.

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Do you want me to make you some toast?

 

I have uni 9am-8pm tomorrow, and 9am-7pm friday. I'm running out of money. My bursary won't be arriving til January. Looking at cheap christmas present ideas for family. Shame I'm not artistically clever.
on the plus side, I've got an interview for the volunteering position tomorrow I like helping people. I also like night shifts. Win.

 

My tagline under my username is now reading (of its own accord) Well Known... I can only hope that's a compliment!

 

The default user titles change according to one's post count. I'm pretty sure it goes as such:

9 or less posts - Newbie
10-49 - Member
50-99 - Regular
100-249 - Well Known
250+ - EC Addict

You are of course free to customize your user title, if you wish to do so.

 

Thanks - I'm happy with the tagline as it is ... I just wondered if I was becoming notorious!

 

Muscles... so... sore...

I lifted weights for nearly the first time since my surgery, since the healing of my scars might have been interrupted.

 

So much Bach!

 

No good deed goes unpunished, right?

My cat chose this brilliant moment to get stuck on a roof she's been jumping off until now. I rescued her by placing a chair on a wooden step (wide enough to support a chair) outside the back door, and then used a rather unstable stool when she refused to jump into my arms. I eventually tricked her into letting my stroke her head, and I grabbed her paws and pulled her down. She is now absolutely furious at me for helping her in such an alarming manner

 

Yay. Conjunctivitis. :dry:

 

Sing me something soft
Sad and delicate
Or loud and out of key
Sing me anything
We're glad for what we've got
Done with what we've lost
Our whole lives laid out right in front of us

 

Why do my muscles hurt? I've not exercised like ever. Hope I'm not coming down with something!

 

I don't want to get up!

 

I have a severe disease today..its called the "munchies" and it won't go away D: *nom nom*

 

I want to hold you in my arms... (*hug*) I want to kiss you gently on your beautiful lips...

alsdkjf;asdkgajsdf boys.

 

Working on the pitch for my essay.

Dealing with misgendering. The one issue with having a name like mine- not 100% recognizably masculine. Masculine, yeah, but uncommon. I'm so far the only Byron that I know of. I know it's the hair. Otherwise, I'm androgynous enough that I'm on the borderline.

...and fucking Hartman hips. >:|

Don't tend to correct people when I'm misgendered. Only people who I'd have to worry about misgendering me would be professors- who never have, who use male pronouns and it's fucking awesome especially when you're in French and you're hearing "c'est lui" and "monsieur"

Did so in French class. Did a dialogue exchange, guy next to me referred to me as madame. Not that it was his fault. He hears me reciting French and of course, I sound like a chick. And again, ambiguously gendered looking enough that my voice is a dead giveaway. Not as awkward as I thought correcting people- "It's, uh, monsieur".

What I'm fucking hating? Going around town and running into people from school. And I'm dressed like a girl, so got tits hanging out and...fuck. And they recognize me. "Hey, you're in my _____ class." "...yeah." "your name was....what was it again?" "............byron...."

 

Still hungry. How can this be?

 

Have you finished growing?

 

More cheesecake for me. Too depressed for this life, and cheesecake makes it better.