Derelict Marathon of Impending Childhood

Dec 09, 2008 12:12

So I'm almost an aunt. My sister is ready to blow Gil out from her nethers and bring another life to crowded, flat Earth to crawl on fours then walk on twos.

I'm taking a break from decorating the library for Xmas. I put the tree up, and I can feel all the lead seeping into my fingers via osmosis through skin contact. Next I'll put the lights on, assuming the ancient strands of lights still work.

I am almost finished with my major digital collection final project. I did mine on the basic facts and important social and cultural contributions of Hunter S. Thompson. I'm pleased with the PowerPoint slides, but I still have to make all my metadata records, bibliography, and write my one page reflection. Also notes on creation of the slides, but for our purposes, the flashy show of slides just needs to be done for the 11th. I have until the 18th to get the nitty gritty done, then I can drive to East Lyme to visit my professor and have her take a look at the final final product.

I also have a digital portfolio I need to bullshit my way through. I suck at "staying connected." Once my class lets out Thursday night, it leaves my brain until Thursday comes around again. This is bad, as I was supposed to have been writing reactions and finding websites and shit like that for each class, but I never did that. So...like the procrastinating bastahd that I am, I will have until the 18th to cobble together TEN article reactions and class-relevant notes. Thank god for the extra time, or else I'd have to have taken an Incomplete I am certain.

Anywhat, I didn't have any clear reason for writing an update, I just needed to kill some time and I felt like typing. Until the next update, Merry Fuckin' Xmas!
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