It's still finals week. I have my first final today, one I haven't even begun studying for. It's in two hours.

Why haven't I studied for it?

Because I have this other final which has taken up ALL my study time. It is that History of Literature take home. Oh, Suzanne MacRae, don't consider that we are also needing to study for CANDIDO's Shakespeare test or our other UPPER LEVEL English courses. Please just allow us to dedicate ALL our time to your stupid survey class, a LOWER LEVEL introductory course to 17th century literature.

I'll just continue to devote all my attention to you.

ROARRR!!

The closer it gets to Scott being here, the worse the anticipation hurts. It hurts to countdown the days now. It's 17 days 'til he gets here; that seems too far. I can hardly read his emails because it hurts too much. I miss him so much.

Last night Melana chose Jason over Adam. I know I said I liked Jason a few posts down but after last week I realized that Adam was the one for her. Adam is perfect. Jason is pretty much boring. He's really sweet, but he's nothing compared to Adam. Last night Adam proved himself to be every girl's dream- and Melana chose Jason instead. Amanda, Ingrid, and I cried. Bradley didn't cry but he knew she chose the wrong dude. After she did that I realized that she was not perfect for him. Adam deserves so much better than Melana. Adam deserves the world. How many honest, funny, attractive, (rich), selfless, humble, confident, not arrogant guys have come into your lives lately? Melana. Bad call. Adam. You're awesome.

If it weren't for History of Lit my life would be so much more calm right now. I could study for Shakespeare and make an A. I could get on the Dean's List (4.0 List). If it weren't for this damn class...

I got a paycheck today that was pretty nice. Good thing, too, because it's my last full paycheck until January. Thus I get to pay rent AND all my bills out of this one check. I now have $30 left over. Glad I've done my Christmas shopping.

Is the violence rate higher or lower or the same in the UK as it is in the US? Do kids stab each other on busses in Britain like they do in America?

Update:
-finished Tripping Daisy paper, turned it in, wish I'd put more songs on the tape, done.
-received take-home final for History of Lit, it looks like poop.
-work is stressful this week, unexpectedly.

The Post:
If As You Like It is my favorite Shakespeare play, The Tempest is coming in second. I haven't actually read it yet, but I will this weekend, and from what we've discussed in class about it, I think it's simply wonderful. I hope I never see a production of it because the pictures in my head of Ferdinand and Miranda, and of Prospero and Ariel and especially Caliban are beautiful. Ferdinand is this cute 15 or 16 year old boy with reddish-blonde curly hair and a smooth complexion. Miranda is tall and has rosy cheeks. I think her hair is brown, dark brown, but she's very pretty. Prospero is tall with gray hair and wears a black garment. Ariel looks like a tall man with lots of flowy clothes. And Caliban, oh pathetic Caliban, is a hunched over half-naked black man who runs around with his arms swinging but makes frustrated and sad faces and has a very brooding attitude. If I were a good painter, I'd paint what I see in Caliban. He is a terrifying character, but so ... pitiful as well. How can you help but feel sorry for Caliban? I want to live on the island of the Tempest. With Rosalind and Orlando and Celia from As You Like It as well of course. I think they'd like the island. Though Celia would miss court too much. Rosalind and Miranda would make great friends, I bet. So would Orlando and Ferdinand. Maybe Celia should stay where she is with Oliver and have babies and stuff.

The only problem is if I lived with those people, I don't know if they'd like me so much. I'd be too in love with their boys. Add Billy Budd and you've got all my literature crushes right there together in one place.

The end.

Yay for Benj for putting my "xanga" (it's not a real xanga) on his xanga links. (Xanga makes you be a xanga in order to have your link on a xanga, or in order to leave comments on someone else's. It's totally stupid.) Benj, how would you like to be on my blogger? :) Yay for Benj.

I feel like the ultimate grogster today. Tuesday at work was a breeze. I had so little to do. I have to finish my research paper tonight so I thought I'd bring my disk and my articles to work with me so I could work during my downtime. Downtime, ha! I haven't had any downtime today! I've been working non-stop all day. Ask anyone I usually chat with during the day, like Kate, and they'll tell you- I haven't even had chat time today!


Anyway so I feel pretty worn out, and my typing fingers are sore. So are my shoulders because my desk is a little too high for my chair. *Adjusts seat height. *Seat lowers. *Seat won't raise now. *Jackie and Lori wrestle with chair to make it rise. *It rises enough. *Out of breath.

When I get home, I'm going to fix myself a nice plate of cold pizza, and dang it, if only I had some colas left I'd make a nice whiskey and coke for my nice hot bubble bath I'm going to prepare myself. Then I will put on pajamas and get to work on my paper. I will finish my paper and go to bed. I will wake up on Friday and live a Friday.

The love of my life will finally be here in 22 days. Tick tock tick tock....

How does one cite a band's liner notes MLA style?

Oh did I mention how bad it SUCKS to have convictions about bootlegging software? :) I'm considering a large purchase...


[EDIT]- I made my large purchase. I'm the owner of some kick-ass software.

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed

(Assuming I quoted Shakespeare correctly:) That's my quote for December. Because it's December. December is a lovely month. It's cold in December-- that's a Paper Hearts quote. It also has a pretty name. December. Christmas is in December. December makes me think of light blue. I'd like to have a light blue wedding in December. This December also means Scott, who will be here in three weeks.

April on the other hand is my birthday month. The birthstone for April is a diamond. I always thought that was so boring when I was little- who wants a clear birthstone when you could have garnet or saphire or emerald. Now I'm happy I have diamond. It's simple. Simple and beautiful and pure. April is also Spring. April showers bring May flowers.

Whatever. That's not the point of this post.

The point is I have 3 more days of classes before finals. I have a paper, a painting, and four tests. My paper, which I am writing about Tripping Daisy, is due Friday now instead of Wednesday. Praise God because I've barely started. I'm going to finish the bulk of it tonight. The painting I've chosen is a Kazimir Malevich painting; we're doing a study. My tests that will be easy are Communications and Folk/Pop Music. My tests that will be hard are History of Lit and Shakespeare.

But come Saturday of next week I'll be done. After Shakespeare at 7:30 in the morning. I think I'll have Thai food that day.

This post was for the most part a consolation to myself that everything is drawing to a close on the Fall 2003 semester. Not so much about you knowing what's up but me laying it all down. It's my blog and I'll say what I please. *humph*

Things I have a crush on:

1. Audioblogger
2. Macromedia Studio MX2004
3. the Hewlett-Packard PhotoSmart Photo Printer
4. Jason from the Average Joe
5. My boyfriend. No links available.