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sabrtooth says: "It's quite possible I could write your journal entries for you. Hunt mice. Laundry. Gripe about writing. Write smut. Flail. Stalk people. Sit around and drink coffee."

... She's kind of right. Ack. Oh, well.

So, here I am, staying up late and writing a journal entry again. I kind of want to take a bath (with my wonderful Lush bubblebath, mm~) but I'm worried I would fall asleep in the tub or something, hah.

Today involved a lot of walking. Because Broadway is closed off for Fringe, the buses have all been rerouted, and I'm not sure where the new stops are. So, I figured, instead of pissing around trying to figure it out, I'd just walk to where I needed to go. Fortunately for me, it wasn't too hot today. I took the route down residential streets because the trees make things cooler.

I headed down to the used book store. Brought with me some stuff to trade in. I ended up getting some more textbooks, and nearly for free, which was good. ... While I was there I looked for stuff on Nordic and Baltic history, but as usual this search was fruitless. Sigh. Very frustrating.

Thennnn went out and grabbed the photo-frames I needed. Yessss. Now my birthdaypresents can be hung up without being damaged. Unfortunately I was a moron and didn't get some.... uh... frame hanger upper things. Hooks? I dunno. Where would you get those, anyway? Superstore? *facedesk* Ah well, my drawings are up on the mantle until I manage to get hooks. And then when I do, I've cleared space above my computer table, right under the world map. Hell yes.

I spent the late afternoon at Fringe. Such excellence~ And I'll be spending more time there tomor- er, today. After I wake up. It'll be a good time. Aaand I'm going to try to get some photos maybe, but I dunno... it's really one of those "you had to be there" things. But ahhhhh, the buskers, the players, the theatre~ It's quite enjoyable.

And now, to bed.