rynne | My words like silent raindrops fell

So last night I set my alarm for six am, and when I wake up this morning at that time, the first thing I think is "Hello darkness, my old friend", and have since had The Sounds of Silence stuck in my head for the rest of the day. Not that I mind, as I love Simon and Garfunkle, but the reason I thought those lyrics was because it was still dark when I woke up. And then when I went out to the kitchen for some breakfast and my dad was there eating his, I just blurted out, "THE SUN'S NOT EVEN UP YET!" and he laughed at me.

Nope. Definitely not a morning person here.

In other news, school. It exists again, blast it. And the library computer lab is down this week, so I can't even go online in my nonexistant second or fourth period, which leaves me with roughly an hour and a half of doing completely nothing. I took the time to read Catch-22 and eat (and it is very nice to get a chance to eat before noon, when lunch normally is), but bobdammit, I want my computer time, even if it is a school computer and so therefore I must not look at anything not worksafe. But I have class for roughly three hours and school-sponsored free time for an hour and a half before I go to UNR, which is really pretty good. I think I'm going to like senior year.

Also, Catch-22 is now one of my new favorite books. So. Bloody. Funny. I always love the satire XD. Damn good book.

I got a postcard from

allisonblair from Colorado today. She went there back in May. Delayed post much? *snickers*

More update of the R/S reclist style. Six new links, bringing a new total of 182, and all the new ones have a bright red New! in front of them.

But a rec that I just put on there today (as it was just uploaded today--I read it when I created a review board for the author and coded the fic), but like so much that I have to rec separately to emphasize it:

The Consequences of Being Legally Dead by

damnyellowcap. Funny, funny fic. The Ministry's incompetence soars to new heights in here, though I won't spoil it for you. The summary is: Spontaneous Death Reversal was completely unheard of, at least until this cloudy day in mid-2004 when an eight-year-dead Sirius Black begins banging on the long-ago locked door of the old Department of Mysteries.

Read it. You won't regret it, really.

Erm. Nothing else, I don't think. Should *gag* go to bed relatively soon, as I still must get up at six am tomorrow. *sigh*

ETA: I knew there was something I forgot! Last night during swordfighting we started sparring, and now I am sporting three large bruises on my legs from where Kaiden hit me (though he didn't mean to hit so hard). Who knows something for making bruises feel better? They keep bothering me when I climb stairs, and I have to do rather a lot of that, now that I'm back at school...