Just to let y'all know...

I cannot finish Bellefleur by the end of November. In fact, probably doing NaNoReMo this time was a bad idea.

I have a new deadline: finish by December 15th.

So, I'm calling it. Sis, best of luck with Dostoevsky.

/quick note

A wee update...

- Waaaayyyy behind on Bellefleur. It's good, though. Liking it a little more each time I actually pick up and read it! *fumes*

- Can't believe school is almost over. Time has really flown!

- Ugh, didn't study much for my Philosophy test. It's safe to say that this and Shakespeare have promptly whomped me this semester.

I found this earlier today and properly LOL'd:



Though, I do have to make a geeky point... In Rainbows wasn't depressing, but if this image was made post-Kid A, then it would make more sense. Kid A would overpower Prozac. For reals. *slaps self for using leetspeak*


So anyways... this will be a short one. Good night...

ETA: Calm down, Radiohead fans, I didn't forget about Amnesiac and Hail to the Thief. I just don't recall them being that depressing. Then again, Amnesiac was quite a downer. Hail... was just weird.

A minor update...

Working on some Fiction homework I forgot to turn in. O_O;
Sorry Emily, Christina, and James. Y'all's reviews are being sent tonight. As for the others... they're coming, probably Tuesday the latest.

After head-desking over that, I need to be studying for a few upcoming tests. No big deal. I just have to do it. No problem.

As for NaNoReMo... I'm about two days' worth of reading behind. The book's ending up to be more dense than I expected. And, this is weird, I haven't liked a single character so far. Maybe Jedidiah, the God-seeking hermit, but that's a stretch. Eh, the book is just okay. I don't like how Oates is handling the dialogue, which is my biggest gripe with the book so far.

I registered for classes, which ended up going well. I got into all the ones needed to graduate. Since, you know... I graduate next semester! :D

Not much else to say, so I'll close for now. Until next time...

ETA: I've always wondered that if people saw my avatar, noticed it had a guy (particularly this guy) on it, and thought 'I wonder if the blogger's a guy'...

Not that it wouldn't be the first time that has happened to anyone on the interwebs. Hell, I get mistaken for a dude sometimes, only when I make phone calls, since my voice is fairly deep for a woman... -_-

Hi there, I'm back...

Holy hell, it's been a rough week. Glad that we begin with a new month and a new week.

School's been kicking my ass, but things have since settled down. It's amazing to consider that it's now almost a month until the semester's over.

I finally finished Bicycle Diaries. A review of it will appear soon.

Had a great Halloween, spent it with an old friend I hadn't seen in ages. My costume this time was a witch.

~

Hey, everyone. It's November. Know what that means? Yes, that's right, nameless person who just shouted the answer at the screen. It's time for NaNoReMo!

My sis will be reading this book, and this one is my choice. I forgot my sister's page count, but mine is 22-23 pages a day. I begin today. This time, I hope to finish in time.

Something to humor y'all. Just type in www.wwwdotcom.com in your address box. (I swear it's totally safe for work)

Alright, that's about it for now. Until next time...

The music geek riseth!

As much as I love Lindsey Buckingham and his solo works (and his work with Fleetwood Mac too), but I cannot lie...

Go Insane honestly scares the hell outta me. It also doesn't help that I knew, well sorta, why the album has the content that it does. From what I recall, a longtime relationship ended badly, a good friend passed on, and maybe personal issues never disclosed (?).

This is my third time listening to the album in its entirety and my opinion still stands... the man had some serious stuff go down, like WHOA.

Oh yeah, and it's pretty good. My least favorite by him, but still good.

*descends back behind the stack of records she was hiding from before*

P.S. For those unfamiliar, no, I wasn't named after Mr. Buckingham.

A new entry, in the tune of happy...

Wow, talk about singing a different tune. Today started off funny, but it got better over time. I turned in my paper, which I still think is made of concentrated idiocy. In Women & Lit, another professor read some of her published poems (which we're studying for the class). The poems were great.

Shakespeare remained as boring as ever. The only good thing is discussion on Hamlet will cease next time.

Philosophy of Religion... well, I got my midterm back. Y'know, the one that I didn't study too much on and feared of totally bombing it? Well... I got a B. *runs around the house cheering*

I also got my short story done (I wrote most of it during Shakespeare) and completed the first draft by the beginning of Philosophy.

I also finished Cranford a few minutes ago. I liked the characters, but the story... not so much. I know what Ms. Gaskell was doing with the novel, but I didn't enjoy it.

So, yeah. My day went a lot better than yesterday.

...

Until next time, good night...

ETA: I think my completed short story is a little novella-in-training. Awww... they're so cute until they grow up.

After some serious calculating (and asking a math nerd to check the numbers), I have discovered that my 100th entry was this one. So much for a kick-ass landmark entry. Oh well, fifty more entries until 200, so I can try again.

It's official: I fail.

Utterly, completely, never-has-there-been-so-much fail. Okay, here's the thing. And man, I apologize in advance for sounding like such a whiner.

I have managed to get zilch done.

I'm still (!) working on the story about the girl falling for Piscean guys. I have given myself until Columbus Day to finish it. Well, guess what's in over 24 hours and what hasn't been finished yet?

Atop that, I have a paper for Women and Lit that is about 80% finished and yet it feels like it's made of concentrated idiocy. It's due Monday.

My sickness persists... in a dry cough that has pulled a chest muscle. I wish I was kidding.

I haven't finished my readings and it continues to get worse, piling up to Leaning Tower of Pisa-like extravagance.

~

These are the times that I wish time can be halted just so I can catch up. But when should I just give up and let it go? Go ahead and fall over, fail a little? Not that this would be deserving of me, but an eventual outcome.

Perhaps I should suck it up and make a schedule.

Either way, man, I gotta do more than laze around on the Internet.

~

ETA: On a lighter note, check out my favorite song at the moment.