Man, I felt like a self-indulgent whore spending 13 dollars on body wash (hey, in my book that's a lot of money!), but daaaaaaaamn. SO WORTH IT. MY EXPENSIVE SATSUMA BODY WASH SMELLS SO GOOD. It's amazing how much a really crappy, exhausted mood can be improved by everything suddenly smelling like tangerines. Mmmmm.
I also love my new wooden comb - it takes me a good 10-15 minutes less to comb out my hair now than when I was using a plastic comb, and I don't end up my hair in an 8 inch wide poofball either. THE BODY SHOP, YOU MAKE GOOD (IF VERY EXPENSIVE!) STUFF. I HEART YOU. STAY AWESOME!
I will not, however, be using their shampoo/conditioner. Because 13 dollar bottles of conditioner just do not fit into a student budget when said student goes through a 22.5 oz bottle of conditioner every 10 days. No. Just no.
It is thursday night, and thus far the week has not ceased to fail! I was up until 4.30 last night reading Frankenstein and then writing a 1-page response to it that I think was about how mpreg is immoral and bad, but it was 3am so I'm not quite sure. Had an extremely surreal and barely remembered conversation with
telyanofcelore about whether there are any Gothic novel heroes who don't come across as flamingly gay (short answer: NO). Then got back up at 10 to half-way sleep through a lecture. Then Japanese exam! On stuff. And junk. I don't remember it very well, but I don't think I failed. Miraculously did not get a nap before going off to work to be lectured by alumni and not get any donations. (I got ONE pledge. For TEN DOLLARS). Am currently not asleep because a) internet is distracting and b) roommate is cramming for exams/job interviews which involves a lot of humming under her breath and talking to herself. ARRRRGH IS IT FRIDAY YET?