Oy!

So I had a wonderful time these days. Go Blue - beat Minnesota on Saturday next.

I've been bouncing all over the place and finally managed to get myself into some semblance of order - but I still have some reading to do tomorrow.

So, I'll ply you with silly things that I collected over the last few days.

Like the shocking imagery found in a high-school yearbook.

Almost in a corollary, The Basic Laws of Human Stupidity.

And a quote to round things out, "Anyone who is capable of getting themselves into a position of power should on no account be allowed to do the job." -Douglas Adams.

And so there you have it. That, and welah should probably get a hold of me. I'm off to bed. Field hockey, meetings, and umpiring, all tomorrow, in addition to the reading I still have to do.

Oh, my.

I'd better hope my delegation skills are up to par, because my brain is going to have to multitask itself into oblivion this semester. Plus, I don't know how well I did on Friday's exam, but I know it wasn't perfect. Hopefully it wasn't horrible, either.

Oh, well. So why do I keep having this urge to write fictions that won't help me at all with my schoolwork? Daydreaming of sorts, or just my brain not fully comprehending to panic it should be in by now?

Added the Calvin and Hobbes feed to my friends list. I liked that cartoon when it ran, and so I'll just be content with the reruns.

The optimist cheers when he sees In Condemnation of Despair.

Tomorrow we're gonna take our group picture. Hopefully that means another day that I don't have to risk bothering my knee on the uneven ground out on the reserve field. Perhaps tomorrow I will have a little time to look over the musical selections again, Perhaps I will also listen to the midi files, horrible that they are, to help put my part in context, even if I may have to cram the drill in there as the afterthought. I really need to make block next week. Three weeks in reserves would not be fun. So I suppose the staff gets what they want - more effort out of me, but they do it by presenting the negative I want to avoid, rather than a positive that I want to obtain.

Which reminds me that I need to hock suitably long envelopes from work tomorrow to put my recommendation letter requests in, and then from there, I need to get some stamps. Yeah... I really do need to get on those applications, don't I? A couple essais to write saying why I want to subject myself to the master's programs is what I really need. *sigh* I'm not nearly as well-rehearsed at this, simply because I don't have quite as many, if any, good phrases to use when describing myself that don't sound too ornate or too rough. Too used to downplaying myself, I guess.

What follows is not some sort of comment-whoring grab for attention - it's a serious question. Am I boring when I scribble down in this journal? Not that any responses will likely change my style or attitude, but I genuinely wonder if I'm just taking up internet space boring everyone with the things that I put out on it.

Staring upside-down at the mandala, trying to obtain a new perspective on the familiar pattern,
-S.A.