Behold the Internet

My cousin Brenda never woke up. She passed away sometime around midnight.

LJ has been eating my comment notifications, so thank you everyone for your very kind words on my last entry. I'll get around to thanking you individually later on today

UK: 27
UofL: 2

Really, UofL? I mean, I wanted UK to win, but good grief, that was easily the ugliest and most boring football game that I've ever been emotionally invested in. Helpful hint for next year: Still lose to UK, but try not to fumble the ball every second of the game.

So I was missing on LJ for a semester, more or less. The post's title pretty much sums it all up--it was a no-good, awful 18 weeks and I shall not answer questions about it.

Moving on!

I've registered for the June LSAT, and frankly, I'm freaking out. Thankfully, the LSAT is free of math, science, and other things I have forgotten since high school. It is, however, filled to the gills with Logic Reasoning and Logic Games. It looks innocuous enough, but you would be ridiculously wrong. Distribution logic games--the closest thing the LSAT comes math because it often involves ratios--is killing my practice scores, along with some of the logic reasoning questions. Reading Comp is no prob because hey! that's what I do in 95% of my classes anyway. So I've somehow got to figure out those questions AND do it all with only 35 minutes per section, and for Logic Games, that's about 8 minutes per game compared to my 12 minutes.

Fuck.

Anyway, I've got an internship with US Senator Jim Webb of Virginia this summer plus a four-day-a-week job with the law office of Eddie Garcia, Jr., so if my updates continue to be at crazy intervals, well, you know why.

ROCK CHALK, JAY-HAWK!</a>

Jim Henson, you are a clever son of a bitch.

Also! I will update to let you all know why I've been MIA for so many months...but not today. Don't want anyone suspecting my explanation for being less than genuine because of April Fool's Day.

Maybe...maybe you guys suck at geography?

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I can't remember all those damn little islands (my apologies if you live on one of them).

Okay, despite having the thrilling conversations featured in my last entry, I still had to work the rest of my Thirsty Thursday shift. Which is fine and dandy but having been breathed on by residents toasted beyond the legal limit, I like to shower and go to bed feeling cleaned of the dregs of humanity.

Problem: Not one, but both of the lights in my bathroom are out.

For those of you who have never lived in a dorm, you can't replace any bulbs save for the ones in your own lamps. And hey, fun story! FIXIT doesn't fix lights at 4AM. So there I am, without light in my bathroom-that's-more-like-a-closet (ask druidspell about the *cough* spacious accomodations. I can step in the bathroom and operate the toilet, sink, and shower without any reaching involved).

Solution: Ghetto-rig the shower with a non-waterproof flashlight, a precariously mounted shelf, and a fervent prayer for no electrocution.

The fact that I am still alive should impress you. A LOT.

Creativity: +10
Common Sense: -63
Desire to be clean: INFINITY²

Holy crap, the cross-dressing principal from my alma mater made it all the way to the Smoking Gun.

*is torn between the desire to cry and laugh hysterically*

Just...go read. It's fucking ridiculous.

Metro police cite school principal on prostitution charges

To non-alums on my flist: this dude was principal the year after I graduated.

HOLY FUCK, WE JUST BEAT THE #1 TEAM IN THE NATION!!!!

IN TRIPLE OVERTIME.

*hyperventilates*

This pretty much sums up my religious views:

Okay, so I've got a paper due AND an art project AND an ass-kicker of a SOC exam all due on Tuesday

*dies a little*

It doesn't help that my family's basically having the greatest week of their lives--Mom's in the southern Caribbean, little sister's at Disney World for the 8th grade trip, and my dad's gone fishing in Montana.

BOO ON LIFE

Okay, so I totally scored my personal trainer's phone number.

However, before you start celebrating my meteoric success with TEH MENZ, allow me to preface the above statement by saying I got so dehydrated that I nearly threw up all over Ryan, his shoes, and the gym equipment. So the whole phone number thing was definitely more of a "Call me so I know how you're doing" rather than a "Y HALLO THAR SEXXIE!"

I IS A SMOOTH OPERATOR.

UK: 40
UofL: 34

Yeah, suck on that, Louisville.

Hey! HEY YOU! Do you want the newest version of Microsoft Office (the version that comes with Vista) for a very reasonable price?

Microsoft is offering for students only¹ the high-end Ultra Edition of Office 2007 for $60--normally priced, this sucker sells for $679.99. I know, I know, holy shit, right?

Go here to The Ultimate Steal and check it out.
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¹Higher education students only, so apologies to the high school crowd.

My annoying coworker: Blah blah blah it's because you and I are too similar--that's why we don't get along.

My mind: LULZ, NU U NEWB. MY L33T SKILLZ PWN U x100000 !!1!!eleven!! *roflcopter* Also, you're an asshat.

My mouth: ...I think it's because you're an asshat! :D


FINAL SCORE!
Honesty: +3
Interpersonal skills: FAIL. But I'm okay with that.

My personal trainer, Ryan, was testing out this 16 lbs. medicine ball. Because it's filled with sand, it won't bounce on the hardwood floor. Unfortunately, it makes this horrific noise especially given the echo-y dimensions of the room. So Ryan stacks up some mats to soften the blow and hurls the medicine ball down to test it out.

It comes flying back up and HITS HIM IN THE FACE.

After I got over the shock that he had just gotten plowed in the nose by his own workout equipment, I laughed. LIKE...FOREVER. And then I went and got help because his nose didn't stop bleeding for 15 minutes.

PHYSICS: 1
RYAN: 0

I must write either 2 short stories of admirable length or two sections of a novella or novel for my fiction writing class.

PROBLEM: My pet projects aren't ones that I wish to share with a bunch of strange--albeit funny--people.

SOLUTION: A retelling of Donkeyskin.

ISSUES!

• Do I leave the incest in the story?

-->I think I'll have her father become mentally unstable following the death of her mother and fixates on Donkeyskin because he genuinely thinks she's his wife

• I need to find other reasons for the good king to like Donkeyskin, rather than the traditional "You're hawt and you can cook? SWEET."

-->Man, I don't even know what to do for this

• I want my Donkeyskin to have negative issues about her appearance (it is her similarity to her mother that makes her father want to marry her) and be scarred--the emotional ones hindering her self-love but the physical ones empowering her.

-->that's not to say she's a cutter; I was actually thinking of her father torching their home in his madness, with him dying in the blaze and Donkeyskin receiving burn scars.
-->where to put the burns? Her face, her arms, her back? Facial scarrings would be easy to navigate at first (making the ball a masque) but will the king be okay with a wife that has those slick-looking scars across her face?

• Yay or nay on maintaining magical realism in the retelling?

>_< I'm so screwed.

No lie, I'm a Firefox fangirl. Viva Firefox! I will, however, review Opera and Safari at later date, just to be fair.

( Extensions )

( Tweaks )

Don't trash your IE just yet; if anything ever goes wonky with your Firefox, you'll need another browser to get online.

Among my friends, I don't think it would be too farfetched to say that I am on the more proficient end of the computer spectrum. I love tweaking and hacking my computer to my heart's content, and I figured I ought to share some of the fruits of my labor. REMINDER! Always be careful downloading to avoid viruses. None of the links I provided lead to executable files.

( I LOVE FREE STUFF )

I know I left out Mozilla's products and Google Pack, but seriously, they'll need their own entries because there is just too much stuff to cramp into one entry. Also, I have no idea of these programs' compatibility with Mac/Linux.

Tell me if this was any help or total trash or whatever. *loves feedback*