Exactly Two Things

[alexr_rwx]

- I've been rearranging things. I've been feeling this need to rearrange, fiddle, and generally futz with things. I think this shows some sort of deep discontent, and I'm externalizing my drive to make myself into a different person. Probably. (for example, I rearranged the room and switched to fluxbox and did laundry and am about to re-shave my head)

- Nobody on my flist (pronounced, in my mind, as "flist" instead of "eff-list" -- there should be an RFC about the pronunciation of certain acronyms... or at least how they're pronounced in alexr-delusional-world...) has been posting anything, and I was thinking that I'd better post something interesting, but then I was wondering how interesting of a person I am anyway... I mean... pretty much, I just do incomprehensible schoolwork and occasionally go running. This is another instance of me not being a cute girl with hordes of devoted online admirers and interesting social critique (edit: also, I don't write fanfic). Or something. But I think I've brought this up before.

*shrugs*

Comments

[scottique.livejournal.com]

The noise I made was more of a cat-choking-on-the-canary noise, as I'm in a public computer lab and didn't want to actually point and snort and laugh and smack the person next to me and make them read it too. But I found it amusing as well.

And, to keep from posting a seperate comment: I pronounce it flist, monosyllabically, as well.