Who needs rest, anyway?

Just for once, I'd like to be able to sleep through the night again. No crazy dreams, no suddenly waking up at three or four or five, and for once I'd like to feel rested. Just once.

Graaaaaah.

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1. andrew j. robinson:
   Oooh, yes. Especially as Garak.
2. calvin and hobbes:
   Aww. When I first learned to read, I read all of our Calvin and Hobbes books. I cried when Bill Watterson stopped publishing them.
3. ewan mcgregor:
   GUH.
4. heath ledger:
   Uh, also guh. *grin*
5. joe cocker:
   Hehehe. Not only can he sing, he can spazz out onstage! And fall down!
6. lord of the rings:
   Best. Books. EVER. *huggles them* *wonders what Little Brother did with my personal copies*
7. ncis:
   <3 Gibbs, Ducky, DiNozzo, Abby, McGee... what's not to love?
8. reading:
   Best. Pasttime. EVER.
9. sleep deprivation:
   One of my most common states of being.
10. the next generation:
    Aww. Picard. 'Nuff said.

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Huntingdon needs more traditions, dagnabbit!

So, I did that Huntingdon by Candlelight thing... Robyn, two girls I will forever know as their character names rather than their real ones, and I were four girls that had worked on the yearbook back when Huntingdon was a women's college in Tuskegee, and we giggled a lot, which was fun, and we read an ode to chocolate pie, which... yeah, it must have been some darn good pie, and we did crazy stuff during the long periods of time between gigs, and that was good.

And then we followed along on the last run and got to listen to some of the things that used to go on on the campus back in the day.

Stuff like secret societies, a bonfire on the green with a star in candles around it, with each class standing in an arm of the star, and the last arm was reserved for the Spirit of Huntingdon, a senior elected by her class. Each class sang a song and read a poem, then danced around the bonfire.

Why don't we do stuff like that now? There were all these traditions on campus... why did we stop doing them? People high up wonder why we have zero school spirit... mebbe it's 'cause all our bonding traditions were taken away. Gah.


So, um, anyone want to start a secret society? Anyone?