Oh, no! My dear tortoise...
"If nothing else, Harry Potter comes out in two weeks." I keep reminding myself of this over and over. De Novo Dahl, a band I really like, is also playing in Nashville this Friday and door price is reasonable, but I don't think gas is so affordable. For all of you Bowling Green-ers, the Swifty station on Nashville and Cambell has a Swifty card that works a lot like a Kroger card and saves you money on gas and in-store items.
Nancy Roberts? Sandra Hughes? They are not on my mind tonight! Well, they should be since I have a completed and edited story due for one and a test for the other, both tomorrow. Meanwhile, I'm boiling potatoes so that I can curry tonight, Lakshmi-style. Considering that I'm more hesitant to edit my short story than I am to study for my test, I have concluded that it was a wise choice after all to make writing my minor and literature my major. Well, specifically fiction writing - that's what I've decided I don't have much of a taste for. Hopefully, though, my potatoes will have a wonderful taste.
Christmas shopping is just around the corner and I have began trying to decide what to buy and how to afford it. This shouldn't be a big deal since I shop for practically no one, but my pitiful R.A. income makes any expenditure a hassle. I've been trying to get a haircut for over a month. While talking to Scott at the desk yesterday, I realized that I had been wearing the same pair of black boots for nearly five years. Five years in the same pair of shoes. It's not that I specifically mind it, I just wondered if other people were so... stingy. Of course, I would like to think of it as financially aware.
Man, I make terrible posts, don't I? See? I'm not a bit creative. Not a bit. I'm like a turtle:
The Turtle and the Kid: A Two-Second Skit
Kid walks up on turtle and decides to ask turtle about life.
KID: Why, tortoise, how hard your shell is! But yet your legs are so soft and your eyes so small and vulnerable. You must be a very wise turtle who has seen a great deal of life. Tell me, dear tortoise, what a young boy should know!
TURTLE: Fuck off.
KID: Oh, noooooo! Why, sweet and kind tortoise, you must have suffered some terrible injustice! Let me assist you in righting the path of your life so that you may carry on as wise and gentle as is inherent to your nature. Tell me, dear tortoise, what you are about.
TURTLE: I'm a turtle. I go real slow.
Curtain close.
See? In this situation, I'm definitely the turtle.