I'M DONE

I am now free to clean the house, which has fallen into a state of complete and utter ickiness.

Just one example of end of school pathetic-ness includes a pile of dishes that are easily done, but also conveniently avoided through eating out.

Or garbage cans that have gone without liners, so there are makeshift garbage bags (read: grocery sacks) scattered about the house.

Oh, and maybe I'll plant the flat of pansies I purchased before Thanksgiving. Good thing it rains fairly regularly here. heh.

And though I vowed to get the Christmas music going, I haven't,  but with a clean house, I can pull out my tack silver Christmas tree, and maybe sew, and all those good things that get put off during the semester. woo.

Oh, and I'll probably resume my regular schedule of posting.

Don't be too sad. :)

i left you hanging

Okay, not really.

But I wanted to thank you all for your support during this paper writing period. I only have one more left - an 8-10 pager (read, 8 with lots of quotes) about a book I read.

About the big paper, well, that was only about ten, no 11 hours late. I think I sent it in at 10:40am.

I wish oh how I wish I was coherent enough that I had saved some of the gibberish I wrote in the wee hours this morning. I had finished the last of the sin juice, and was really having a hard time staying awake. I think I've inherited my grandma's head bob action. I'll take it, though, if it means I won't go gray. Anyhoo, I had already edited the paper (you know, with a pen and paper!), and just needed to put the edits in on the computer.

I would be working on a section, and then the next thing I new I had been asleep.

The scary thing is, I thought I had entered all my edits (this was after a short nap so I was a bit more lucid) but decided to do a quick edit scan. Oh man, I had forgotten an entire section - no, it was worse than that. I had drowsy edited an entire section. I have a memory of the word Kulliku or something - capitalized and everything. It took me a good minute or two before I realized it was a nonsense word (there were others, too) and needed to be removed. woo-eee.

So I've learned, Friends don't let friends edit drowsy.

try saying 'numb bum' five times fast

It's definitely time to change where I write from, as I have the loathed 'numb bum,' acquired from sitting in one location for too long. And my poor eyebrows have grown considerably sparser as time grows shorter.

You can tell it's paper writing time, because I've updated my blog more times in twenty-four hours than I have this entire semester.

I just thought you all would want an update.

There are approximately four hours left. It'll be rough, but I think (hope!) I can do it. There are about five more pages of writing to do. Eww. That sounds like a lot.

I've consumer 3/4 of the two liters of sin juice, half a box of hohos, an order of crazy bread, and I somehow thought I'd need two pizzas from Little Caesars. ugh. I was definitely wrong about that. Oh well, leftovers, no?

scriptural revelation!

I have found scriptural based evidence for naming children!

Verse twelve:
 12And behold, I am called ^aMormon, being called after the ^bland of Mormon, the land in which Alma did establish the church among the people, yea, the first church which was established among them after their transgression.


So there you have it, folks. Go ahead and name your children after geographic locales. Though I would recommend sticking to the name of the place you were married, or baptized or the like. For example, all my children will be named Mesa, or some variant.


And now, back to the paper. sigh.

ugh.

Nothing like a little light reading in the early morning hours.

I guess the essay does get a little easier to understand with each reading. The whole political proletariat-ness - that's still waaaay above my understanding, though.

As a complete aside: I have resorted to sin juice to help in the task of staying awake; I'm not sure if the caffeine or the need to use the little girl's room more often has been more effective.

Next article to dissect: "Schizophonic Performance: Guitar Hero, Rock Band and Virtual Virtuosity" by Kiri Miller. woo. (It actually is quite an interesting article, and much easier for the brain to digest than Benjamin.)

And all of these are being read in hopes of application to audiobooks. Twenty-three hours left, and counting.

new label

So, in my attempt to organize (aka not do homework or practice...) I have created a new label: ihateplumbing.

Why? you ask? Well, why not.

Feel free to laugh.

if only...

...it were this easy. :)

(Image taken from the new family search website.)

I thought it was funny.

ohmigoodness!

(excuse the yelling here, but....)

I CAN'T BELIEVE I HAVE NOT BEGUN LISTENING TO CHRISTMAS MUSIC YET!

AH.

This shall be rectified, stat. Silly school, making me think about homework and stuff, when really, there are much more important things in life, such as blasting Christmas music as soon as the Thanksgiving meal is et'up.

Nat King Cole, Julie Andrews, Babs, and even Kenny G (*gasp!*) here I come.