TO DO:

( Deadlines contain the word dead for a reason. )

( State Quarters? GOTTA CATCH 'EM ALL! )

( Behold, teh fanfic. Sometimes I actually finish projects. XD )

( I don't WANT to think about it anymore, so here's my for-myself reading list. )

( Actually, I've seen all the topic-relevant Trek except the DS9. Which I have sitting around for review sometime when I actually have offtime. )

I'm back from the beach.

The giant scary exam? That's done.

The bigger and scarier paper. It's not done. It's like, the more I do, the more there is to do. I did finally locate the rubric and start tailoring the mess to size.

I have thirty three pages of other scientists' convoluted garbage relevant studies that must magically become fifteen pages of hardcore unfucking with my Misguided Powers of English.

See, the rubric enlightened me. I can go to fifteen pages. Which is a mercy. My own conclusions, stacked end-to-end, are maybe 2.5 pages.

Putting everything in "I was going for simple-past but it's actually some mutant version of present tense", ala` my default fanfic!voice, made 109 pages of Copypasta WITH NOTES into...was it really still in the sixties two days ago?

The editing alone is some kind of nightmare.

It must get done, tomorrow. Or I fail.

And then I have to make another one just like it. Y'know, for the same reason.

*way off key and out of bounds* RUSSIAN ROULETTE IS NOT THE SAME WITHOUT A GUN

Also, I apparently kick ass at Texas hold 'em. And that quiz thing insists I'm Uhura.

Sometimes I think if I hear that word frequency just once more, I'll cry.

I most respectfully submit to Mr. J. Barden of Howard University that the social sciences are sciences, not literature and therefore do not demand the passive circuituous contortions of which you seem inordinately fond.

Also, this "co-occur"? Methinks the word you're groping for is "simultaneously".

I solemnly swear that one adverb will not kill you.

I could go on for pages about how I've learned my lesson and I'll never do it again, but those are both lies.

To the pain. <3

What should I be doing?

Reading "Understanding Social Science Research Methods" and thinking over preparations for abstracting "Elaboration Likelihood Model Factors That Affect Motivation And/Or Ability To Process The Message: Distraction, Repetition, And Rhetorical Questions", in order to produce a six-page critique that's due in about two weeks, WITH accompanying presentation.

What am I doing?

I'm researching Romulan involvement in the Dominion War. And trying to figure out why 40 Eridani is in the Beta Quadrant on some maps and the Alpha in others. (Either the Romulans and the Vulcans are in proximity kinda, or they are not. MAKE UP YOUR MIND, PARAMOUNT. XD)

So. "Research Methods And The Impact Of ELM Interference Factors On Message Transmission: Romulan Involvement in the Dominion War".

Yeah! That'll be a sexy paper. <3

But Jheti, wait! What if he's a Star Wars fan?

Simple: I'm screwed.

I have 50 episodes to watch, in four series, assuming I can even track them all down. The three important ones, I'm positive, and probably the two-parter; the rest are definitely a crapshoot, though I've seen some TAS clips floating around on Youtube. I may be stuck recording *shudder* SpikeTV.

Okay, like, so, like, okay, LIKE.

Dr. Davis, like, e-mailed me back, and stuff.

And she like, would totally be. Now her exact, I mean, dude, I swear to god!

She used the h-word.

Very few of my people use this word, this h-word, and it is a very powerful word that gives me much happy buzzings AND SHE USED IT AND.

Oh.

Srysly.

Okay.

Read three more articles for the new attack direction I'll need to take as suggested by the Turnley/Bolino findings of '01.

Still trying to kludge through Snyders' 70's papers; I don't like his style. *Whine whine.* His premises fascinate, his findings illuminate, but ow ow ow, the style, it pains me.

So. Sorta a third of the way there.

Need outsider committee member and to make a proposal that doesn't suck, and then have them sign it, and then I can

finish LotR Extended and Matrix Trilogy
answer my semi-annual summons to Capital, brow-beaten and hysterical scribe in tow
sort out Financial Aid crap (AGAIN god I swear)
Register for fall term
Examine options for That Project With nyohah
HIBERNATE until 25th August

And start the cycle anew. ^_^

I hate you. A lot. Pls to burn in a fire.

Kthxbai.

PS: Calling you again tomorrow.

If you have my address, now is the perfect time for you to hop on a plane and come steal my stuff, because I'll be gone from soon until...sometime after the 25th...I don't know.

She has a brother, and I don't, and I won't think about it too hard, because he's dying of kidney failure anyway. To make a long drama short.

God bless the rest of the mess.

If anyone needs me, I'll be in the clock tower.

I'm officially a congressional intern for Congresswoman Corrine Brown.

I start work the day after next.

The National Dean's List?!?!

Don't laugh, but I'm becoming Simon Tam.

I am just brilliant enough to do everything in the world but save my sibling. See? See? IT'S TRUE. Also, I get to have buttsex with Jayne, and you don't. *Smug.*

Annoying forms and money. So? School wants annoying forms and money. Banks want annoying forms and money. Landlords, politicians, and eventually the nursing home?

They're all gonna want ANNOYING FORMS AND MONEY.

And I am gonna give it to them. Yes I am.

Up your ass sideways, Life. My brain is still good for something.

If anyone needs me, I'll be in the infirmary adjusting River's dosage. XD

I have...three? (four?) new essays to do? And a Powerpoint.

Have to do them all this weekend. Con is next weekend.

In other words, good luck and happy thoughts, and see you in March. XD

I'm in an odd mood. Doubtless it must be something I dreamed about, but I can't remember, and. Why does this matter? Why does anything matter? WHY ARE WE HERE? lol.

( What I Can Do: )

( What I Cannot Do: )