As I made my way home, I couldn't stop looking up at the sky. Light, reflections and clouds distract me often, but today was even more distracting than usual. The sky was bright blue with clouds that stretched across the sky like chenille fabric. Generally I hate chenille; it feels oily and gross, and adds pounds onto any body (this includes chenille socks, which I can't even talk about). These clouds, though, were light and fluffy and striking. I didn't even trip as I stared up.
In fact, I almost bumped into TP on her way to the library to get some DVDs. That was a nice surprise!
I'm supposed to be preparing a presentation and course outline for Friday and I've got a massive block. So far I've got just a couple of lines; I have to plan for 35 minutes of talking. Ugh. If only magic elves would come and do this for me... The last time I had this problem was the UBC interview, and I think we know how that went. (Well, all we know is I didn't get the job, so maybe my presentation wasn't bad.) Looks like I'll be at work tomorrow until it's done. Good times.
You know what promises to be terrible? The Stylista. Holy crap, are some of these people bitches. That it's on right after ANTM... That's just efficient.
Also, if you know anyone who is going to Lykke Li next week... Lemme know.
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