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  1. Apparently the closest thing to a suitable toy for a toddler in our house is a luggage tag from the Echo Park Time Travel Mart.
  2. Scent of eggnog in the exam room made me think of what torture school is and how I'd much rather stay home and drink things spiked with rum.
  3. That bit of brainer-nerd I've somehow retained since high school danced a jig today upon sight of the A+ on my essay. Hate to brag but yeah.
  4. Desperately scraping with a toothpick the fondue chocolate hardened on the dessert plate I secreted away to my room after dinner.
  5. Last night's hotel room was two floors, with a partially obscured view of the football field and stadium lights that substituted for dawn.
  6. The elevators' infernal endless dinging outside my hotel room door.
  7. Slow but rolling boil of sleepiness.
  8. Half-hourly impulses to plant face on the desk and disappear forever under the piles of mistreated to-do lists. Narrowly resisted.
  9. Great view of Cincinnati at sunset from the interstate.
  10. In Chattanooga, TN. Enjoyed the chatta, looking forward to the nooga.
  11. The only explanation for my alphabetically-disordered works cited (g after h, really?) is that I was actually asleep while typing them up.
  12. Head feels like a wad of chewing gum, as Miss Kubelik says. But the vacation train leaves soon, as soon as I finish this final paper.
  13. @sharkitect & @katrosa731 -- yaaaaay congratulations!!
  14. Exhausted and verging on delirious in downtown Philadelphia.
  15. @TheCerebralOwl \\//! That's the 2am Vulcan hand salute, not the peace sign. I think. *thunk*
  16. This week was already a world of pain before I had to strong-arm 57 people into saying yes by the end of it.
  17. Reading Samuel Richardson's Clarissa. Already at page 73 (of 1494) the poor pious girl is tortured, with many more horrors in store.
  18. Third haircut in less than four months, because I was starting to look like Shaggy. Now I kind of look like a Vulcan.
  19. Abandoned the deserted ship when the office started to stink of dusty vacuum cleaners and threadbare wet mops.
  20. Went grocery shopping by myself today, wandering around like a helpless husband, indecipherable list in hand, unsure of where anything was.