curses! foiled again!

Clearly, someone has stolen my absolutely brilliant idea of doing laundry in the middle of the day when a lot of people are gone for the Boston trip. (Obviously, I am not one of them. Stupid sign-ups at the dining hall I don't go to for breakfast, because the Ratty is literally right outside my dorm door and the V-Dub is a couple blocks down Thayer Street.) *sulks* *goes down to check if machines are open*

ETA: Ha! All four machines are open!

ETA2 Argh, spilled detergent on my hands, and the bottle, and my key...

a conundrum

I want cookies and tea. Do I want cookies and tea enough to go four (five? six?) blocks to CVS for cookies, turn around and walk another three (or four?) blocks to Starbucks for tea (or I could try the Tealuxe, I guess, I haven't been there yet), and then come back another two and a half blocks to my dorm?

Yeah, I definitely have my numbers wrong here. Or I could wait another hour or so and go to dinner -- which will doubtless be cereal again, because I've been craving Lucky Charms all day and don't ask me why I didn't eat them for breakfast/lunch/brunch (on weekends? Brown does not serve breakfast. They serve brunch from 11:30 to 2:30, which means you're out of luck if you want food in the morning; you have to spend money at one of the many cafes on Thayer Street) -- which may or may not satisfy my cookie/tea craving, and if it does not, then I could go to CVS and Starbucks, since I'm going to be down there anyway (the V-Dub dining hall = one block closer to my dorm than CVS).

ARGH DECISION DECISIONS. Also, waiting for my laundry, and then finishing up a very complicated murder mystery that I will write because everyone else will no doubt write in letter format.

more journal entries (which is to say, more fic snippets, since that really is all this is)

Why are they always outside my door? *shakes head* The good thing about college: no one to tell you to eat something other than cereal for dinner.

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