Because that never happens around here.

My brain kicked in the other day, and I realized Holy crow, four weeks till Christmas!  Considering I have five gifts to finish in that time span, I think it's time I buckle down.

Unfortunately, two of those gifts are for members of my immediate family, which limits their knitting time.  I've been carting all ( Read more... )

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1. I did my presentation on the Temeraire series today.  Didn't faint, and I got some laughs, so I guess it was okay.
2. My wrath towards Physics has increased tenfold.  We shall not speak of the test.  (I want my points back, dammit.)
3. I'm down to three papers to write, which is much better than it was (at the beginning of the week it was six).
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~I acted like a responsible adult, did my homework, made phone calls, and dealt with a paperwork SNAFU without killing someone.
~I got cussed at by a squirrel.
~I saw a baby deer (!!!) not ten feet from the sidewalk.
~I wondered for the umpteenth time why Lion Brand spins fake straw into their Mink Brown Wool-Ease.  I mean, I love the heathery ( Read more... )

Reasons why:

1. I'm actually understanding my physics.  *cries happy tears*
2. I found the research I needed and got it done last night.
3. 90% of the paperwork for my summer job is complete.
4. My research prof told me today, "You had very good output this week.  Nice job."  (Why yes, I freaking glowed after that.)
5. It's 7:30 pm, my homework is done, and my crib ( Read more... )

Wait; there's always crap in my room. Allow me to rephrase.

THERE IS CRAP IN MY ROOM THAT IS NOT MY CRAP.

Generally, clutter/crap in my room doesn't bother me, because it's generally my crap. This means I can clean up, rearrange, or dispose of it at will. When the clutter/crap isn't mine? I can't do a thing about it. It just sits there, ( Read more... )

This week is going to be very, very busy.  I can already tell.  There's a four-page-ish essay due Wednesday, math/MATLAB homework due Friday, an exam Wednesday, a lab due next Sunday... plus regular readings... oh yeah, and I have to eat somewhere in there... And I gotta deal with those two guys who are borderline stalking me... (by the way, if ( Read more... )

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