- Once Thursdays end, I start feeling a lot more relaxed. Friday is always a light day of school, and I usually don't have too work much. So, skunks, a toast to your health and all that.... (Yeah, I know, but there are some things you don't like to let go, and "skunks" is one of them.)
- I'm considering making a myspace account again, but only if a certain auntie of mine promises to put me at the top of her friends list. You know who you are. I hope.
- I have the 11th part of my screenplay, script-thingy done, but it's all scattered, and there's nothing as tedious as moving stuff from your notebook to the computer. Well, there probably is, but I'm 20 years old, and I don't have false teeth yet.
- There's this one Dilbert cartoon where the technical writer is explaining her plan to get rich by writing scathing emails to her co-workers until a publisher gives her an advance on a book. Dogbert tells her she will eventually have to publish something and she screams "Bloodsuckers!" I suppose hoping for the same by writing a blog is pretty dumb, but I have my fingers crossed.
- Seriously, go back and read the Eratosthenes thing again. I'll wait here.
- I need a new car, so if anyone wins one in a raffle, let me know. I'll pay you the cost of the ticket for it, and we'll call it even. I might even throw in a Hamilton, but then you'd be taking bread from the mouths of my children.
- Looking for a quick, entertaining read? Try the Emerson Dunn mystery series by Roy Maynard. Relatively short (to, you know, Robert Jordan), but there's a certain funny witticism that he applies that really only works when writing from first-person.
- I just carried 5 40lbs bags of salt down to the basement. I know it doesn't sound like much, but those stairs are as treacherous as the Cliffs of Insanity, so I'm lucky to be alive.
- On that note, I'm going to edit my profile to list The Princess Bride and Napoleon Dynamite as favorite movies. The Princess Bride not already being there is a grievous over-sight, and N.D. gets a spot out of spite to my sister and cousin Joe who don't show it any respect. Heathens.
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lol! I show ND plenty of respect. :P I quote it all the time. Repetition is the epitome of respect. . . . That doesn't work quite right, but you get the idea.
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