Wow. It's my last week of classes already. That's a little insane. I swear to the Goddess, I only started the semester the other day.

Time is moving way too quickly for my tastes. Before I know it, it'll be summer, most of my friends will have gone home, and I'll be stuck here working at a crap job for another four months. Ugh.

I'm thinking that if I'm really, REALLY good with my money next semester, I will take a trip overseas for a couple of weeks. Somewhere like London, or Scotland (since I have family that I've never even met there). Italy, Russia... Hmm, I'd love to go to Russia. There's so much history and culture there.

I turned 21 last Wednesday. I had a nice birthday. My friends took me out to dinner and gave me some really sweet gifts, and I got a package from my family. They gave me some nice jewellery. Made me a little homesick, actually, but that's okay, cuz I get to go home for Christmas in a bit. Yay!

Speaking of Christmas: I saw "Love Actually" on the weekend. So. Cute. Total chick flick fluff, but I loved every minute of it. I love Hugh Grant to death, so I died laughing when he danced along to "Jump!(For My Love)" by the Pointer Sisters. It put me in a warm and fuzzy mood, though I have no significant other to share the holidays with.

Hmm, what else? Oh, I bought (okay, I didn't buy it, P did. Heh, bet me money that I won't go and hit on a random stranger, will you?) Mil Millington's new book "A Certain Chemistry" and so far, it's fucking brilliantly hilarious. Seriously. That man is going to be the death of me. He'll write something one day that is entirely too funny for me to handle, and I will up and die. Lovelovelove him.

Well, I'm off to the horrid mall, absolutely teaming with disgruntled, angry shoppers who are certainly not filled with the holiday spirit. If you never hear from me again, it's been fun!

Miss Black

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Miss Black also contributes to a David Anders/Sark site under the name Chaton Espion. Feel free to visit her there if you'd like to witness the terrifying depths of obsession.