Sooooooo, it appears I haven't updated this think in something like 3 months. I've started a few entries, but never actually posted any of them. Admittedly, the last time I even did that was at graduation ( Read more... )

I have a final paper for my senior project. It's only four to five pages long. Nothing to worry about, right ( Read more... )

Ahem.
Eek.

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My most recent chain project is really cool. It's so pretty and it's not even done yet ( Read more... )

Exams? What exams? I don't see any exams ( Read more... )

Someone left a rotten pineapple in a bag next to my door. Huh ( Read more... )

Both of them occured while Ted, Andrew, Evan, Lydia, and I were watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.

"Oh, fiddlesticks! It's those dastardly dementors again!" -Ted

and, shortly thereafter, I commented,

"It's a rare privilege to get to eat one's own soul."

Ah, Earlham.

Must clip fingernails.

When I said this to Evan this morning, he immediately responded with the words, "Comer el gato!"

I laughed a lot.