You Are Sensual Sexy

You exude a luxurious sensuality in your everyday life Turning heads everywhere you go, it's all about your sexy attitude. You're naturally hot - gorgeous in both sweats and stilettos. Your biggest problem is that your ultra sexy self sometimes scares men away.

I WISH!
Well, I guess if I do well on tests... I'm hungry.

Or do they?

I'm going to cut to the chase, I got 80% on my math midterm worth 10% of my overall grade. Am I happy? Yes, but more to the point I am rediculously and uproarously relieved.

This class is stressful. I imagine that this is the same for most who are taking it, but having only my perspective readily available I will say this: Math alone puts me in a situation of messy emotions (I'm supposed to be good at everything don-cha-know), but having a math course dictate my movement throughout the rest of my university career... It's like being flogged with a branch of nettles, thinking about that for too long. It's like feeling the weight of my future being balanced on a single course. It's an unpleasent feeling.

I am trying hard though. Truly and really. I've just got to keep ip up right?

80%, far better than I expected.

I've been watching a 2006 So you think you can dance marathon. Totally awesome.

I haven't updated this blog in about a million years. Tragic. Lately I've been super busy. I must say though, it has all been immensly entertaining. I'm glad that I've whittled my courses down to 3 for the summer semester. I'm taking one next semester while working full time, so that's going to be a little stressful.

I'm thinking that my plans for going to England for one year (two semesters) is going to be whittled down to one semester. I really want to be able to move out of my house sooner rather than later, but not only that, but I'm unsure about how much cash I'll have on me to actually be able to manage a whole semester like that ya'know? Of course ya'know. I'm playing this by ear, we'll see what happens in the end right?

I'm pleased as peach to say that I really think that I'm going to be able to balance everything out this semster. I'll be able to do the friend thing, the homework thing, the school thing, the work thing, the exercise thing, and even the writing time/me time thing. I think I'm going to be able to do it. Cross your fingers for me my babies!

On a side note: My boss has a bunch more Good Practice Guides that she wants to do... I may cry. My full time semester is going to be so damned... political? Petty... I have no idea. In the end I don't know how things are going to work out. What they make me do now isn't enough for full time occupation, but I know that I won't really be able to work on the GPGs if I take over Beth's job... well maybe sometimes I will, but it's very unlikely. This semester though, this one is a good one.

Yay!

So many plans, and so many decisions have been made today. I feel a little overwhelmed. I think I've spent my money for the next two years!

I'm getting my name changed soon, and that's a little scary, it's all for a good cause though...

My new CDs are working out swell. Talked to an awesome chick on the way to a baby shower today, she's so cool, from the OOC and had just come back from a birthday party. I saw her blowing bubbles so had to strike up a conversation.

I'm tired as all get out, and ready for bed, I HAVE TO GO TO WORK TOMORROW EVEN THOUGH IT'S BREAK that is so unfair... well... I'm getting paid, and since the government is stealing my money I'll need it... *gr*.

Also, my birthday is soon. Oh, my, god!

Night.




My favourite flower picture taken by me =D

Yup freedom in the form of martinis, but that was almost two weeks ago! Today was a great day celebrating Loren's B-day, Japanese followed by a trip to the used CD store, followed by Gelato. It was a great day. I ended up buying four CDs at the store, only one of which was for Loren! Ella Fitzgerald - "Pure Ella", Blink 182 - "Enema of the State" (the only one worth getting), and Moby - "Play". I've listened to Ella and Moby and I'm proud of my choices, they pretty much rock.

Tomorrow is a baby shower, well at least the buffet brunch should be great. I don't know about the actual shower with a lot of people unrelated to me, and who I barely know. The shower is for Beth's aunt. It'll be nice though, and I've met her a few times, she very nice. Her uncle, who's married to the aunt, sat on my lap for a very long time at the Christmas party, I actually can't remember why.

Looks like someone will be getting a lap dance, because FAN XX9 was full... so not cool. I'll have to take it in the FAll (with full time work and Gender studies 200) if I don't get in this semester! AHHHHH!

OK, so I'm super stressed out about this, and I'm super tired (stupidly tired), and... it's not been a great day, not bad, just not good. I'm so tired. If I don't get into this course I'm going to be so displeased, I'd almost convinced myself that this wouldn't be a problem at all... shit.

Work has a floppy drive, thank the stars. A bonus, I found a short story that I'd completely forgotten I'd ever written. Of course that means it may not be very good, but in fact, I quite liked it. No one else has to read it right?

When my old computer died I had to go in and extract as many of the important documents as I could manage before it self destructed. I was super lucky to pull out the two peices of my most recent writing *whipes sweat off of brow* but almost didn't get the peice for the second book. I'd titled it "most recent" and in my fuzz of panic I remember thinking "Hmm, that might be important though I don't actually know what it is." And it was on some lonely floppy. I repeat SO GLAD I GOT IT. It's actually some really good stuff on there.

Other than that most of the important works have been salvaged previous to that sans of course the entire novel works, which -- lucky me -- Bethie has on her computer, and of course, we have in various peices on my email. Man o'man we knew this day would come, I'm so glad we had foresight.

Aside from that I'm at work, and need to get started like... working or something, go figure.

But there's the good news, I've got THE IMPORTANT files all together on my email account and ready to roll onto my new computer.

I am done, but for the nitty pickys, my essays! With the exception of finals I have four to six weeks of absolute essay freedom. I can feel my shoulder ache decreasing (not really, but I'm imagining it -- thinking positivley and the like) and looking forward to writing things of a creative nature. Oh the JoY!

I have to admit that I'm looking forward to being with people and not feeling guilty about it. To playing video games till my eyes fall out -- and not minding, because I won't have to use them for awhile anyways! Looking forward to my ninteenth up and coming...!

For the most part I'm looking forward to a good and juicy break. I want to see my partner, and my friends way more often... though Lor'll be a challenge since, you know, Lor's always busy (and apparently won't say "I love you" over the phone any more). We'll find a way to cope, we generally do -- I'm just hoping that there's not a recreation of last April on my hands. That would suck.

I plan on getting some volenteer hours in next semester, they look good on resumes and the like. Oh, and I have to buy girl guide cookies, it's for a good cause.

Night all.

I'm coming up on the super busy and stressed again, but for today I'm pretty set up. I've got working out planned for the end of the day, and a Q-Test to look forward to. Hopefully the working out will relieve the stress of the Q-test (qualitative exam, because I'm super bad at math).

I dug out my old MP3 for that today because the old one died unexpectedly. It's working great and doesn't have high tech batteries so life is sweet.

I'm going to a youth group after work on Friday, which should be interesting, mostly because I'll be all dressed up. I'm really hoping to hang with Loren on Saturday or Sunday, but this is seeming increasingly unlikely due to family obligations. Ce'la vie.

I have super indelible never come off until you're dead and maybe even later lipstick... it's amazing.

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Update: I did the test, and no I didn't pass. I did get a headache from all that math though! God I'm terrible at that subject. It looks like I'll be taking the ridiculous course now. Don't think I'm not thrilled, I am.

I need a hug... A real one all you cyber huggers!

I've been super busy lately. Golly Gosh! I've been getting up to all sorts of wholesome no-goodness, and really trying to make sure THAT MY LUNGS DON'T EXPLODE!

I've been sick for almost the entire month of February, if it wasn't one thing it was another. Basically February meant pain, much pain, pain that was topped off by a fabulous ears, eyes, throat, sinus, and lung infection -- upper respiratory tract infection coupled with conjunctivitis -- that was great. At the risk of sounding like a whiner, I much insist that it has been a demanding few weeks. I've got a lot to do and damn it LiveJournal you just weren't up there on my "important" list. Having missed a few midterms due to the inability to get out of bed put you even further behind. I'm sure you'll forgive me.

Anyhow. Work has been super great lately, because they're actually keeping me busy, this coming week is the Team Meeting, so I'm excited to get to dress up and parade around like one of those IMPORTANT glorified secretaries. I sound bitter there, and I should correct myself because I'm not, not in the least. I love my job and I love the people I work with.

Next update: I've im-permanently dyed my hair red, which looks cool because I didn't use two containers like I should, so it's like my hair decided that it was going to commit to the red look, not like someone else's hair is what I'm trying to get at there... Also, I've gotten two more piercings which makes me giddy because I've wanted them for a really long time. When I say long time I mean that too, since I was about fourteen or fifteen, maybe earlier, that's about three to six years of wanting three piercings for each ear. So now I have three in the left and two in the right. JOY!

I miss my friends...

Jesus! I'm pretty much done my weekend homework-a-thon, some loose ends to tie up. For all you that didn't know, I had two essays, and over four hundred pages of material to read this weekend. Not only that but I still have to prep a presentation. Not only that but I still have a few hundred pages of a novel, and an article to read. It's pretty much over, but not entirely.

Le Sigh.

I'm stressed out man. It wouldn't be so bad if I had all my scholarship stuff in order, but my stress and "holy shit it's this day" issues, combined with their reluctance to fork up the cash is not making that easy. I'm also having some trust issues right now, big time. I hate it when people you love beyond words make you feel like you can't trust them as far as you can throw them, I hate that feeling. I hate it more when confronting the person is worse than gouging out your eyes would be. Yeah that sucks.

I hate that this blog is turning into a rant blog!

On the lighter side of life -- and there's always one of those -- I get to have a pretty awesome up and coming weekend. Movie, day off, movie and shopping down town, day off. It'll be great even if I do have to squeeze in reading and an essay.

I'm writing this on a Mac and it's the strangest thing ever. Very much like I am strange.

Did anyone watch American Idol last night? I did, and so did Beth. There was this one girl in there who thre up her hands and screamed out "I'm unique! I'm unique!" I feel like her right now. I'm unique. I'm also a bit nutty if I don't eat and apparently two waffles in the morning for breakfast doesn't cut it when the clock strikes 12. I went batty, but not in a mean way, just in a "step away from the crazy giggling maniac way."

I had a great lecture. A GREAT lecture. It was thrilling, and historical and simply amazing. It was even funny. Then I went to the tutorial for that class, completely jazzed about everything we'd just learned. I go in, and the room is quiet. Not only is it quiet, the Proff is there. Normally this wouldn't faze me, except as soon as class started no one had anything to say. No one was even trying to be insigtful or interesting, or anything. There were these pregnant pauses where either myself or another girl (only one other mind you), would step in and have to improvise something.

The TA was giving us fodder, it's not like he's not doing a good job or anything, and the proff is there, and the world is hungry, though I'm past thte point of feeling it, and we're more than half way through an hour of this, and no one was friendly, or even all that nice, so finally I just kind of broke down into a giggle fit. It was ridiculous and must have sounded childish, but I couldn't help it. In front of the two most important people in that class I started maniacly giggling and nearly snorting, simply because the whoe room was quite and it was perhaps the most pathetic thing in the world.

I could have died.

I was appopolectic.

I was scary.

It was sad.

I walked out of that class slightly numb, and walked straight to the caffeteria. I ate, and now I'm feeling sane again. I'm feeling sane and goofy, but not as pathetic and pity-party-for-public-humiliation worthy as I was before. That's good.

Being viewed as mentally unbalanced is bad for the self-esteem.

I'm a twit! I'm an enourmous twit (I was going to go off on a slightly lewd rant about NOT being an enormous twat, and not having an enormous one either, but that's sounding too lewd now).

The day has marked me as idiot to at LEAST three different people now, all of them TAs and at least two of them are going to be marking me at some point. Thank God it's the beginning of the year, I have time to work off the image, and TERRIBLE first impression.

I must say, even I'm not that impressed with myself. I guess this is God's way of bursting my ego, you know after bestowing me with the stomach flu which totally inflated my ego. What's more dignified than hovering over a toilet and panicking about the various bodily fluids/chuncks you're rapidly expelling? I can't think of ANYTHING more dignified than that.

The fates are having quite a good time I must say, and I've been taking it all in good humour, but my patience is steadily running out.

For one, I started my day, I dunno... forgetting? that the alarm going off meant I had to get out of bed, which put me fifteen minutes behind schedule. I had to shower because I'm particularely female this week (not on purpose), and I normally shower in the evening so that took more time away. All this was ok, I could cope, I'd catch the quarter after bus and be to class RIGHT ON TIME, maybe a minute or two late. This I can deal with. Of course, silly me, I didn't account for the fact that it had SNOWED last night, which I should have considering that for all I know Bethany was stuck on this God forsaken mountain last night. It snowed, but then I thought that I'd gotten good at walking in the snow, no problem right? WRONG! I get about three minutes from my house, safely past the confines of my co-op and slip nice and embarrasing like on the extremely icey sidewalk that my lovely neighbours had nicely shoveled. Oddly, there was no sarcasm there. Here I was bitching about the fact that my neighbours hadn't shoveled before, I guess I hadn't considered the fact that at least snow has tracktion, ice don't. Ice=need for salt or Susan falls on ass. At least it's a cushy ass. Needless to say, my ass hurts.

About two minutes away from my stop, my bus goes by. I would have gotten there on time sans falling, limping, and pussy footing it through the icey snow. I would have, but I didn't, so I was royally FUCKED. Fucked up in the back department to. So help my God if I've put it out there is going to be no end to my ranting raving anger! Fear my wrath!

So I get on the bus at 9:26, my class starts at 9:30, and even though I wished REALLY HARD that my bus would magically transport me to the fifth floor of the SFU AQ, it didn't. I got on my bus and started looking through my bag for my schedule so that I could plot a quick course to my class. Hey guess what everyone, I'd forgotten it! In the havock of having to switch bags, the one essential peice of paper for my day, on a day where three of my classes would have to pass by before I could get my hands on a computer, I'd forgotten my fucking schedule. Ask me how happy I am right now? You'll like the answer I promise (if you like ranting raving hell bitches in bad moods).

So I went to the class that I was TWENTY MINUTES LATE FOR, and low and behold it was not in fact an english class... it was someone's office. The number that I remembered was one off. Basically I was pretty sure that my room number was 5129, 5129, or 5120, those are all offices, my room was 5025, HUGE difference. So I toddled over there, sore ass, sore stomach, sore uterus, and sore in the head, and introduced myself to a very nice lady who by the end of the class was probably laughing her own ass -- likely not sore -- off, at me, and my rediculous twitishness.

Then came a lecture, which made me happy because the proff rocks. Then... then another tutorial and my pain started all over again. Apparently on that particulare floor at that time, as well as English, there are a LOT of Spanish tutorials. Who knew? Not I, because I pretty much figured 5029 must be my room (it was, but that comes later), I go into about a million rooms and get "Spanish" as my answer every time. Then off to a room that IS English 105, YAY, but the TA gets in there, I explain my predicament and he tells me I'm not on his roster. "This is 106" he tells me. Of course that means nothing to me, but I'm going to believe the roster. Apparently the wrong thing to do. Fuck. He then tells me that there's another one being taught in 5036, which doesn't even look remotely familiar, but I go anyways. I ask the nice TA teaching there, and she kind of shrugs. My names not on HER roster either. What the fuck? But whatever, I stay there because she seems nice and I don't really feel like running back and forth between the two and seeming even further like the idiot without a schedule, which I am, but still. So I stay there, pretty much going "This so isn't my room" the whole time. It didn't feel like mine, and it certainly didn't feel right. I was also concerned about the fact that I didn't have a schedule and fantisizing about haveing a nonexistant laptop that I could look this up on the net with. The class was lovely.

I went immediately to this computer after class. Guess what! 106 was my class, and I so don't thnik they were all in the right room. Mine DOES say 5029, so I was reading wrong (definite possibility), or they all got different information (I hate conspiracies).

Right now I'm annoyed by coughing girl who is so loud that not even my very loud MP3 player can tune her out, and the fact that my ass STILL hurts... and that I can't eat in the computer labs. Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck.
Fuck.

It's so going to be an Anna Nalick day at the end of the day, there is no doubt about that... unless it's an Evanescence day, because their new CD which I got the courage to listen to yesterday - finally - was excellent.

I'm sleepy.

I've been enjoying my Christmas loot. For the most part the seasons were awesome. New Years was another dubiously entertaining event. I've never had a traditional shit faced happy new years, but I've got years to go. This year was close, but some friendly emotional stuff got in the way, and that was way more important. I shouldn't even say in the way, in the way makes it sound like it was unwelcome. Some friendly emotional stuff was right were it belonged...

Anyhow. After that was a few days of some SERIOUS room renovation, painting, shelve putting up, organizing and the like, then mom caught the flu, then I caught the flu very shortly after. Worst stomach flu I've ever had, no hyperbole. Oh god it was gross.

Feeling a bit better, and so is mom.

Joe came down, that friend of Alex's who's a great guy. As usual it was awesome to see him. He went home today so Alex is a little sad. I'm going to cheer him up with a visit on the weekend.

Since this is a mundane little journal, I guess you all can know what my haul was. A comprehensive list is here:

From the stocking:

* These/this cool necklace(s) the you can take strings of beads away and add them to, and there's a funky little clip that holds them all together.
* Hair stuff: two blueish scrunchies, a thing of ties, and three barrettes.
* A little blue suede bag with a foot file, and Isweartogod what looks like a foot grater... *devil's grin* I'll probably use it on Bethie.
* A vibrating leg shaver... I have to admit the very idea of shaving with it both interests and terrifies me. It came with gel.
* Wild rose and coconut body wash... I didn't quite know what to do with this scent until I smelled it and decided that it was just fine with me!
* Random Bar soap, I think it has bits of fruit in it >.<;;;
* Deodorant - I'll apparently smell like a glacier.
* Some random hand sanitizer, and alovera hand cream
* A butt load of chocolate. Some of it has Irish Cream, and some of it has Kalua.
* Some pretty icicle ornaments.
* Underwear, all a normalish cut, but they are form fitting and look like they'll be really comfy. Two pairs are pink, and one is black. With all the thongs I own, getting these was a relief.
* SOCKS. OK, only like five pairs. One is white and pink with a snow flake, another is blue with snowflakes, and then there are plain pairs that come in dark blue, black, and white.

OK, I think that's all for the stocking.

The gifts from my friends BEFORE the tree gifts.

* Loren: Gorgy Poster, and coupon book
* Bethie: $15 to Wal-Mart, cinnamon schnapps, The Story of O
* Courtney: A pair of earrings
* Alex: A day with Alex, which I am assured isn’t as lame as it sounds
* Robert: A chocolate orange
* Secret Santa: Sexy kiss/grope spinner

NOW, for the gifts that made it under the tree...

* A lot of ornaments, they came individually wrapped, and were really nice. Two jeweled butterflies, a fairy woodnymph thing, a pretty ball, a fabric tear drop shaped one, and an ornament that looks like a dress form.
* Vanilla Spice scent from the body shop. It's funny, because I smelled it when I was shopping with Courtney, and I really liked it, I didn't even say anything to mom and dad though!
* An older book of Robert Browning poetry
* An older book of Robby Burns poetry
* A nightgown made by my mother... I have no idea where I'm going to put it. Even though they're gorgeous they take up so much room... and a matching pillow case and bottom sheet. Mom understands if I don't want to use them though, they don't match my colors.
* A really pretty black coat, it's very British. A Paddington duffle or something like that. It's going to be uber warm though.
* Another pair of PJs from my grandmother, they're pretty cute though. They say angel on them. She also gave me a REALLY fluffy and soft pair of socks to go with that. They'll get use.
* Another Wal-Mart gift card, this one from my aunt's family. It'll go towards buying me a desk.
* An Ikea gift card from my auntie Jill, $20, she also gave me random candy
* The Princess Bride, the novel
* ATLANTA NIGHTS, I am now the owner of the worst book ever written. Bethie will be soon as well, we're both excited.
* Strange Candy, by Laurelly K Hamilton, a collection of short stories which should be great fun to read.
* Oriental lamps, they don't actually cast any light, but they are really pretty and are going to look super cool in my bedroom.
* Barenaked Ladies Are Me, by the Barenaked Ladies, CD
* Sam's Town, by the Killers, CD
* Foiled, by Blue October, CD
* Loose, by Nelly Furtado, CD
* The Open Door, Evanescence, CD
* How to Save a Life, by The Fray, CD
* Muppet Treasure Island, I'm just a big kid!
* Furniture; a small set of drawers, two side tables, and a cabinet. They're really nice, and are going to look even better when I paint their golden bits purple. I just don't know what to do with them right now *panic* I need a desk... this week.
* A digital camera!!! It's shiny and black, and has MUCH in the way of memory (201 pictures)
* Some neat-o MP3 technology. It's speakers for my MP3 so that other people can listen/I can listen sans headphones.

Now that's all really awesome, but I have even more coming to me and I've been assured that it's all good. Have I mentioned that I get spoiled by Bethany's family as well? Oh the joy!

So there it is, my materialistic little post for the season. Perhaps I'll come back with a real post soon, perhaps not. My sinuses really hurt! At least that's all!

Bethie's computer doesn't have the handy dandy automated word check, like mine does, so I guess this one will be a bit shady on the spelling front. By that sentence I'm sure you can tell that I'm at Bethany's house. We editing, and I get a time out because she's doing some of the on paper work, which I'll soon have to do.

The truth is that Bethany goes a bit slower than I do when she's editing. It's not a bad thing, because it means that she's really thinking about what she's doing when she edits, but it also means that she generally can't stand partaking in that particulare task. We only have thirty pages of book one left to MAJORLY edit, but that means nothing, considering that now we have to do some heavy duty re-writes. We have a game plan, but it's still taking for forever, I think once that's done we'll be able to distribute to those who wish to do some obligatory reading (meaning that they may not with, because they're going to have to do it anyways).

Aside from that life has been a bit odd lately. Editing is right there on the normal front, but being called in for EMERGANCY ALPHEBITIZATION is not... As you all may know, I am now an employed person, woot! I am employed with the same research group that Beth's employed with, my jobs just a heck of a lot more straight forward. When I went in to give them my account information I was asked if I could get some hours in. I am currently on vacation, but since they were so desperate, I said yes. It seems that the 'outs' really needed alphebitizing, and the 'ins' really needed organizing, and duplicating, and general double checking. So really I was emergancy alphebitizing, filing, and photocopying, and I guess I shouldn't leave out the importance of the staple removing.

The lady I work for is really nice... both of them, Corky and Kelly. They're also pretty amusing, in a good way, not in one of those ways that I mock. They're kind and patient, and I think that I'll get along there nicely.

There were a bunch of power outs after last week's storm, well there was one in my co-op today, that was unfortunate because it meant that about half an hour of my sleep was stolen from me. I'm very tired. The upside is that if we get all our work done today I can sleep for as long as I like, read, play on the internet, clean my room, and wrap presents to my heart's content. It sounds like an appealing day to me!

I'll leave you all with this note: applause, and apple sauce -- the words look a hell of a lot alike.

And sans a television with cable or a book I have naught but the computer for entertainment. Lucky for me the computer had a much neglected nugget of entertainment just waiting for me, on it. I'd neglected to read Beth's 3-Day, as I often do with people's works that aren't mine. I know that sounds kinda bitchy, but sometimes I simply forget. It's not that the person's not a GREAT writer, it's just that I let things with due dates get in the way, and the things that I actually enjoy doing get a bit shunted. It's unfair, and completely sucks, but it's reality so what ya gonna do right?

Without that diversion, I got to read N.A.R.C.I. tonight and was once again astounded by my partner's skill. That woman knows how to build a plot. It was rivviting. Admitedly it was a bit slow to start, but it was a novel written in three days, she is totally forgiven. I really think that reading one another's work is good for Bethany and I, it reminds us why we work together. If you haven't gotten the reason it's because awesome+awesome=WAY MORE AWESOME! That's writer's liecence if ever I've taken it.

So, baisically I haven't spent my first night of alone time sans-stress of exams with nothing to do. That rocks the socks of mine into outerspace. Right out there. Waaaay out there. I'm way out there...

Anyhow. I finished my exams today, and recieved my first mark, a B- in Philosophy, which is a minor victory to those of us who totally did not get that class. As an aside I should mention that after so sleuthing I did determine that my TA really was the hardest marker of them all... So not cool. Still, a B- is great considering that about 50% of my mark was like... a 65%, which is a C. Thank heaven's for the bell curve and that excellent thing called a final exam, which might I add was WAY easier than the midterm.

Tomorrow is my first official day of break, I'll be spending it going out shopping with Courtney for Christmas goodies. I know of exactly one item that I'll be buying. It's a start.

Aside from that I've got family obligations on saturday that involve seeing a lot of cousins, and eating food. No it's not early christmas, just a lot of birthdays around this time of year. To finish off this AWESOME post, I'm going to write one of my famous lists (famous I tells ya!), the sort where I tell ya'll about what I want to accomplish during my three weeks of freedom and joy.

1. I need to clean up my room, I think it might be classified as a bio-hazard by now... the kitty litter alone, tragic that... stupid cats.

2. Finish my christmas shopping sans and assault charge on slow mall walking biddies

3. Get some of my writing into order. While Beth and I may have gotten those queeries out, we've made the executive decision to do some re-writes... we're going to be eighty by the time this thing is done... fuck

4. DO ALL THE GOD DAMNED MAJOR EDITS TO THIS EDITION OF THE GOD DAMNED BOOK ONE. There's a little rage there. I hate fooling myself into believeing things are alright when they totally aren't.

5. Attend all the holiday parties without strangling a single one of my terrible charming friends.

6. Spend some time with my family... and not strangle them or worse... hurt their feelings. I'm getting re-accustomed to them so that shouldn't be too hard.

7. Get my school books organized and some shelving painted and on the walls.

8. ...This should have been at the top... Spend some quality time with my best friend, and my lover individually. Bethie may bitch that writing doesn't count as quality time, but she knows as well as I do that with all the goofing off it totally counts. The cutie patootie though deserves some attention, none of which have they been getting at all. Poor bugger.

9. Get some fun reading done, but also some of that required junk... THAT TOTALLY LOOKS AWESOME.

10. Get some writing done that's not editing or rewrites of an already re-written novel. I seriously have some good stuff stewing and it's just dying to come out.

11. figure out those god damned scholarships... stamps and the post office are determiend to thwart my every move.

If you have a suggestion for stuff I should do, throw it into the comments

I understand that it's a bit gloomy, but it's better put together, and still kind of nice. So I'll cope, really I will.

I'm down three finals with one left to go. It's on Thursday and is looking to be the most difficult of them all, but I'll handle it. I've gotten a lot of christmas stuff done, shopping wise that is. God I'm tired.

Tomorrow I get a day of sleeping in, so I'm thrilled, and aside from that, life's kind of dull. Isn't that exciting?

Got to go to the Panic! concert on the 2nd, that rocked, literally.

It is Christmas time, and yet I have the distinct feeling that I will not be singing my ho ho ho's until such time as my exams are over.

I have to admit, I have much time off, twenty four days to be precise! I am excited, but today is the dreaded philosophy exam and I'm all aquiver just thinking about it - and not aquiver in the glorious jelly way, no, aquiver in that not happy tummy tightening way. I just have to bite the bullet I suppose.

I have no idea what this holiday is going to bring with it, I feel as if financially my family and I should just roll over and remain whipped, but also I feel as if we stand a chance, I'll see what the fat man brings hmm?

I swear to god that my aunt is funding my gift giving fund what with babysitting. I'm going to see if Larry needs me, but unless one is in his face, one is not likely to get a job. I hate being in people's faces.

I am likely to get a job come January. Money is good, but spare time will be null. I have the interview on Tuesday, so wish me luck.

Monday was excellent! SNOWDAY! Which was great... then. I do not want it to be a snow day on Thursday, I like Thursdays and I really wouldn't like not being there for my last humanities tutorial. I really like the TA, and I really like some of the people I hand out with in that class. I do not want to miss it because the sissy buses can't make it up the sissy mountain. I'd be annoyed.

Aside from that... I am a bit sleepy today, but I insist that that is because it is so grey outside. I don't mind it, but my body's tricked into thinking it is.

We're cut

OK, I'd been shooed out of a lab, but I'm back now. That was kind of amusing.

After I got shooed out of the lab I went in search of a research lab that was kept in RCB hall, they wanted to pay me five dollars to do ten minutes of work. I wasn't going to argue. So I now have a spiffy five dollar bill in reserve for christmas type spending.

I want to have more experiments done on me, you know, for the money, but I fear that I'm running into them a little too late! I think they're all closing down for the vacation. Nuts! I suppose I'll just have to get over it.

School had a craft fair happening in one of the hall ways today, there were some excellent earrings made out of flowers from this guy's yard and laquered to look all pretty... I wanted them but so knew that this was not the time of year to be buying pretty earings. Damn.