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Go look at your blog. Find the last fandom-related thing you posted. The characters in that post are now your team-mates in the zombie apocalypse. How fucked are you?

Peter, Susan, Kirk!Prime, and Kirk!Reboot. I think we're good, guys.

...and now I want Peter/Kirk/Susan. Hey, it's been a while since I hooked a Pevensie up with someone TOTALLY RANDOM. Must ponder a premise, though.

so frustrated, oh my god.

I just spent over an hour trying to put my hair in milkmaid braids and failing horribly*. I could get in the braids! I could get on top of my head! I could not get it to fucking stay on top of my head in such a way that it actually looked good. Bobby pins and me, we just don't get along. Also I need thinner hair elastics. I REALLY REALLY WANT TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO DO THAT HAIRSTYLE, OKAY. Some part of me is positive that there must be a way to do it that just involves braids and hair ties, no pins or hairspray. Or at least minimal use of pins. For whatever reason, my hair just does not hold pins very well -- that or I'm putting them in entirely wrong. (I don't have particularly fine, slippery hair -- I actually have reasonably coarse hair, so it holds hair elastics really, really well, but pins are always a disaster for me.)

In a fit of frustration, I have finally given up and defaulted to a braided half-back, which I'm not a hundred percent pleased with, but whatever, seriously.

* I have looked at so many tutorials for milkmaid/Heidi braids. So many. For about a million different hairlengths, and all of them say essentially the same thing and none of them WORK. Or at least aren't in simple enough terms for me to understand. (It's the hairpins. I swear it's the hairpins. I'm going to go see if I can buy smaller ones; mine are left over from when I had my hair done for Tolo in sophomore year of high school.)

where was this icon when I was posting Silent Seas?

Today I bought more shoes, which I'm still rather uncertain about, but I already ripped the tags off and wore them to dinner, though I kept the receipt, a wooden spoon, a china teacup and saucer, and MY GODDAMN WEDGEWOOD TEACUP. I am super excited about the Wedgewood, obviously. It is not the exact style I wanted, but it is very cute and simple and lovely and I really, really hope I can pack it well enough that it doesn't break in transit. Also the other one, obviously.

A horde of foreign students (looks like high school age from various European and Asian countries) has descended upon Corpus. The members of my program are recoiling in horror, though at least they're not living in Newnham -- looks like they're living inside Corpus itself, in the Old Court. We can be pretty loud, but at least there are only seventeen of us.

Later I met up with clanwilliam and gmh to watch PPP -- People Punting Poorly. It was pretty spectacular.

Also, I have found out what was meant by "the ostrich burger place" -- there's an ostrich farm that has a stall in the market where they sell ostrich burgers, ostrich dogs, and ostrich meat. I didn't try it today, since I'd already spent a lot of money, but I will next week! Another animal to add to my list of Animals I Have Eaten.

I don't know why it keeps surprising me that people in my program are nerds too -- they're all college students that came to England for an archaeology program, you know? And one of them has an Evenstar necklace and pretty much everyone gets LotR references and we're all going to see DH Part 2 on opening day, but it keeps surprising me that they're, like, actually interested in archaeology. I have low standards, I guess. (My friend E. is actually -- well. She's one of those people that makes you feel like a terrible underachiever, which kind of sucks, since she's actually in my field -- English lit, though she's medieval and I tend towards early modern -- and then I just end up going, "...um, you're not making me feel good at all." Because I can't even imagine e-mailing some professor in Germany and somehow managing to finagle a semester abroad to go work with Old English manuscripts. IN GERMANY. AS A JUNIOR IN COLLEGE. I have problems e-mailing my own professors, man, let alone ones in other countries.)