adulbae

Christmas is in two weeks.

How did this happen?

Who let this happen?

Friday (today)- get up go to rehersal (which is in what? 6 hours?), got to class, go home get showered, get ready for tech, call time around 2pm, 3:oclock show...rush back to dorm, pack for weekend, jim picks me up at 5:00pm sharp. I go to comedy sportz match to pick up victorian era dolls, and my cannan photoshoot photos...ELIZABETH BETTER DARN WELL HAVE THEM!And then hang out with high school friends, attempting to make last contact before i vanish for finals.

Saturday- using jim to help me study for math ALL DAY!!! im going to get that final figured out first.

Sunday- study for costumes final and frantically finish up notes since we can use notbooks. buy a turkey for party with roommates.

Monday- Early in the morning go visit with Kennedy (voice and movement professor) and go over my grades, and my IPA... hope to get last feed back before wensday final, go to costumes take final, go to philosophy questionair and sit for about 4 hours asking all teh questions i can. I would have liked one more office hours visit, but he has neglected to email me back. spend rest of day studying to philosophy and voice and movement and math.

Tuesday- Barried in books, and when im breaking for a snack...drawing the final gift portraits for coloring thursday. which reminds me, sunday...get tracing paper.

Wensday- Voice and movment final in the morning, Rush back to dorms and eat lunch then rush to Math final, take that (thankyou for letting us use out notebooks!!!), then run home grab something to eat before philosophy final, take that...(lord in heaven have mercy on my poor soul), and then saunter home to get ready for christmas party that night, crap also mental note- get connor a gift, why did i say yes to secret santa?

Thursday- spend the entire day wrapping up the last of my cosplay friends list pictures, spend the day watching christmas movies, cleaning and packing my stuff for winter break, cooking turkey. Christmas party that nigth with roommates and friends.

Friday morning- go home early in the morning, go shopping for last minute christmas decorations and party favors for xmas party i have saved that Target gift card till now, buy fur for costume as well as santa hat to maul with sharpie!!! yay? then go home and sew all day, prepare the decorations in box, and prepare prizes. Meet blaze at somepoint to get prizes in order, then spend the rest of hte night sewing. 12 PM BED TIME AND I MEAN IT!

Saturday- cry me a river please? Getting ready for kairi, waiting for Tora to arrive, as soon as they are there drive to park to get site decorated. WE WILL NOT BE LATE THIS YEAR!!! Go pick up j-ryouga on way to park...anyone else need ride? party yay fun!!! secret santa!!! Go to dinner at mimis or in an out? go home watch anime and manga and have a good time, sleep over...plan ALA costume list....go to bed.

Sunday- its a surprise.

I'm hoping my socks dry out in the next five minutes, because I'm wearing them anyway. Hazard of walking to blood: I have only the one set of long underwear and thick socks. I'm shoveling today (and walking some more). Quick handwash yay!

Bonus of walking to blood: I saw an eagle! I love rivers.

Now it's -4F/-18ishC and I have a car to dig out. Wish me luck.

hahahahaha my housemate lied to me about speaking with the letting agency. And about how the Germany - rent thing would go. Hahaha fuck everything

guys, tell or show me something awesome and/or funny

Found my USB drive in the bottom of my laundry (after it went through the wash). To my delight, it worked. Life is looking up. I feel healthier, energized, and confident in my ability to go out into the world and kick some ass (especially my novel's ass)... Big thank you to everyone who supported me when I posted my last freak-out entry. <3

I called for a blood appointment yesterday, thinking I was due in a couple days.

Nope! Already good.

I said that if they needed me today, I'd come in, so that's when my appointment was. Late enough that some walks were shoveled and I didn't have to wake up early, early enough that I didn't have time to shovel my own.

We have a whole big ton of snow on the ground. Wind, too. There was no way I was driving.

It's about three and a half miles there. I was very well-bundled.

On the plus side, so many platelets it took two fingersticks; the first one just laughed at us. Double platelets and plasma, and lots of joking with the phlebotomists about people calling in who live closer than she does, or I do, or anyone else. Enjoyed half a book once the machine stopped beeping at me.

Then I walked back, hit the library and a gas station for milk-- I timed it such that I actually am out of milk and bread during a snowpocalypse-- and now I am home.

I am not shoveling.

Why? Because a) blood and b) a neighbor blew half my sidewalk. I cannot tell where it is in places. It is getting cold and windy and yes, I cursed everyone whose sidewalk wasn't cleared, but it's not like I can fix drifts. I will be a bad neighbor until tomorrow afternoon.

I have mixed feelings about snow. Generally, I like it if it does good things for me (cancels school) and I hate it if it does bad things for me (makes me cold). So, here is my account of how the recent snow has treated me:

I straightened my hair today, but the snow got on it and then melted removing its straightness (bad thing). However, my roommate said that she liked the slightly wavy hair better than the completely straight hair (good thing).

I was going to go to my high school's Winter Choir Concert tonight, which is a big deal for the alumni. We get to go onstage and since "Christmas Time is Here" with the rest of the choir. Also, we get to see all our old friends. I was driving to Lenexa, but was concerned by the amount of snow coming down, so decided to turn around rather than risk getting snowed into Lenexa, which would suck, but which would suck even more seeing as how I have a paper due on Thursday and cannot afford to be snowed into Lenexa without my books or laptop (bad thing).

Luckily, I managed to get up the hill despite the snow, and while this is a good thing, this is a good thing because of my car, not the snow. Also, I got a killer parking space, once again, not dependent upon the snow.

Battenfeld was half and hour late for caroling to us. However, we bombarded them with snowballs in pay back (good thing). We epically beat them at our impromptu snowball fight (good thing). Then, we had a snowball fight with just us Watkins girls in which I hit seven different people and only got hit myself twice (good thing).

Coming back from Watson, our main library, (I was getting some extra books for the paper), I slipped on the stairs in front of the library and fell down in front of three really cute guys (bad thing). They did not offer to carry me back to Watkins. Which is a bad thing, but once again, not dependent upon the snow.

The Tally:

Good Things: 4
Bad Things: 3

So, at least for now, the snow makes me happy.

I do not have an author to binge on or any must-grab books right now. This means a lot of shelf-browsing, rather than grabbing things off the new shelf or plowing my way through a romance writer's entire works, and that means a) mediocre books, b) books I know before I pick them up will not please me, or c) me reading books that I know are good, that everyone says are good, but that I am just not up to appreciating.

So. Recommendations? I read SFF, mostly not the hard or posthuman stuff, romance, and some of whatever shows up on the YA new shelf. What I want is escapism. Really, really good books, Bujold and such, are not attracting me right now because while they are awesome and they get my brain spinning, my emotionally-revved brain then grabs hold of all sorts of things I'd rather ignore (see previous entry, as well as many others, for lo I am whiny) and the emotions end up biting me. Which is not to say I don't want really great books, just that I am pacing them out a bit. Difficult worldbuilding is not so much a go (see the book sitting on my table for most of a week now). Comfort books are okay. Authors with lots of books are okay. Mediocre books are okay as long as they are satisfying. 'Satisfying' is not a strict requirement, but it'll keep me from chewing the story to death.

Any ideas?

Last week sucked, but not for any specific reason. Everything bad shouted its presence at once and I couldn't cover my ears enough. Nothing's changed since, but I'm trying to keep myself less receptive to it.

I'm not sure what the cause and effect was that last week was also my most application-heavy jobsearch week ever. Something like fifteen jobs. And, lightly bullied by the department secretary when I came in to fax transcripts for a pair of EPA jobs, I made an appointment with the Career Center.

I am definitely sure of that cause and effect. Conversation about what I'm doing to get a job, resources available, et cetera leads straight to me emailing an apology to the poor man because all I did was shovel discouragement at him. I did not go in with the right attitude at all, and it's not his fault that he can't help me.

Another cause identified: the Now Hiring sign at the gas station at the end of my street. Led directly into pride, kibblejobs, jobs I am unwilling to take, that it's my fault when I move home, et cetera. I know I have looked mostly at high-status kibblejobs: bookstores and coffeeshops. One of them is actually hiring. I think I want to be the person who is willing to do whatever is necessary to achieve her goals, and I think my goal in this case is to stay here until I have a place to move to.

My brother spent some time a while back scraping wax off the floor at one of his jobs so they could put on a new coat or something like that. He's the only employee with a college degree.

And that is really it. I can't take credit for any jobsearch progress because I refuse to take blame for it, even though I deserve it. I annoyed the career center adviser because I kept saying that it's not anything I do that will get me a job-- it'll just happen. As long as I say that, it's not anything I have done that has kept me unemployed. The jobs aren't there. In a normal year, I'd have something by now.

Unless, of course, potential employers read Livejournal, in which case I have neatly blogged myself out of all sorts of opportunities.

So, my roommate, who is dealing with the painful reality that all of her finals are on Monday, has decided that she must study rather than go to Star Wars in Concert with me on Wednesday. I now have an extra ticket free for the taking.

The show is Wednesday, 7:30, at the Sprint Center.

While I would love to be reimbursed for my ticket, I would love to have someone to go with even more. So if you want to go and you have $48 dollars (stupid freaking surcharges and fees), that's great. If you want to go and you have no money, that is great as well.

Also: I have posted this on my twitter and facebook as well as here, and have emailed a few friends. So even if you're the first person to wave your hand in the air on livejournal, I can't guarantee that the ticket will go to you. Sorry.

MY PARENTS HAVE AGREED TO LET ME GO BACK TO JAPAN IN THE SUMMER \o/ admittedly, there is one condition (which is my own, to be fair) and that is that for the holiday to be viable, I must find a job in Leeds by mid-February. That will be the difficult aspect, considering the current job climate.

It would be amazing if it were to actually work out /laugh

ALSO.

icon honesty meme
my thread here

Y-You know, I'm really rubbish at sending out things like Christmas cards, but I always feel like I should do something for various people for Christmas, and yet I never do (sadly, laziness wins out).

BUT I HAVE DECIDED THIS YEAR SHALL BE DIFFERENT. Perhaps. We shall see. I SHALL TRY.

So, basically, if any of you guys want a Christmas card or a letter or something, PM your address, and I shall do my best!!



It might be a bit late :| BUT IT WILL ARRIVE AT SOME POINT.

Also--

THE (_____) TO MY (_____) MEME

It turns out I am not brave enough to say, "Screw everything, I'm going to Barcelona."

Why am I still awake?


/kind of sort of works on essay but not really

Currently freaking out about a number of things, including homework, sickness, the potential of missing out on things because of my health, and the fact that I may have lost the USB drive that contains the my novel, 159 Rift Street, my baby, my small miracle, the product of all of November's toil and worry--those of you who have participated in NaNo will understand.

Aaah whoever it was that gave me the paid account, thank you so much!! It was completely unexpected!

Just. Thank you!!

S-so cute. (This too.)

Sure, it's all playercesting, but I'm happy with it. (This was actually easier than my playercesting at Apocrypha, believe it or not--possibly because I'm so used to writing these two against each other?)

Mini's Shirou has poked his head in on the Network, too. wwwwwwww can't wait for him and Rin to meet Sakura, and kfjlsdjfjfkljdflskflssdfsdldfds Girugamesshu and Aegina. ;w;