>:P

It's the second week of classes. I've already written two papers, had one discussion I was completely lost in, am trying to write two other papers--one of which is a project proposal--and figure out a full-scale project proposal. Along with that, I'm trying to rack my brain for chemistry stuff because apparently I'm going to need to know that for lab?!?

So, if you don't hear from me on behalf of Mandi shimai, or just from me in general, you can rest assure that I have literally fallen off the face of the earth and will not emerge until May 5, 5:00 pm.

It is all Cell-Molecular Biology's fault. There's too much to do, and if my teacher keeps it up like this, I'm not going to be able to study for the tests because of all of the assignments he's dishing out. That's all. I've ranted about this too much already.

On a happier note, I went night climbing yesterday. It was quite thrilling but very cold. Even though my headlamp wasn't working very well, there was a full moon so we could all see pretty good. It felt nice to be on real rock instead of plastic. We did the kingpin at the bowling alley (just up the canyon). And now I am pleasantly sore. It's wonderful!

So, yeah, hopefully I won't become to stressed and frustrated with school. I guess SUU isn't going to let me go THAT easily. They're going to wring me for all I'm worth. *sigh* Not fun.

But I'm learning about birds!

The Wiggly Giggly Unicorn Under the Stairs

The title has nothing to do with what I am currently thinking. In fact, I'm not really thinking at all. I'm just hanging out at the counter, typing, waiting for my baked potato to finish (I have been craving one for the past couple of days), and trying to decide if I want to read Harry Potter or type up more of my story.

As the Father Lord just said, "Errrr, ruckum shmuckums!"

So you know, that's as deep as this post is going to get. No post on Sundays! Hee!

I should write, but I also really want to read. I know half of you are yelling, "go write you silly! how are you going to publish it if you don't finish it?!"

Answer: Technically, it is finished, I'm just typing it up because a lot of editors and publishers want the full manuscript, either that or the first fifty pages. I wrote it first in a notebook because that's what I wanted to do, but now I'm typing it up and fixing a lot of things.

The other half of you are yelling, "Stop dilly-daddling and make a decision already! If you want to read Harry Potter then go read it!"

Answer: But I should write. . . .

See, this is how I end up doing nothing with my free time. I can't make a decision and next thing I know, I'm being attacked by giggling unicorns and stalked by Midnight Furies demanding a belly-rubbing. So, I'll figure something out. . .

Buh-Bye!

Of Accomplishments and Disappointments

Man, sometimes I surprise myself with my own cleverness.

Shaddup, Francis! I'm not being cocky or anything! Go read a Madagascaran-English dictionary.

Well, I accomplished my goal of finishing chapter 25 BY Christmas. It was a very close one, being 1:14 am Christmas morning, but I did it! And now I am trying to work my way through the next chapter. I made a little outline of things I want to accomplish in the next two chapters, so I'm going to kick in my freaky skills and try to write all that I want to write but make it work at the same time.

which, these few chapters really suck. Who'da thunk that writing about politics would be so hard! My brain felt like oatmeal blended with soggy bread and cereal once I finished that chapter.

Luckily, I got a book to read. CB was kind enough to let me read Alcatraz vs. The Shattered Lens. He was very kind indeed, because I gave him that book for Christmas.

Alas, that is where my great disappointment comes in. I read it, enjoyed it, finished it, and started cursing up a storm at Sanderson. Man! I hate waiting for books! It was bad enough with Harry Potter but now I have TWO books to wait for. TWO! Not one, TWO! The second book to The Heroes of Olympus (the first being The Lost Hero. Sooo good!) and the fifth Alcatraz book.

Upon finishing that book, I went to his website to see he was writing it. I suspect it is the "Untitled Urban Fantasy" that says is 53% done. I say this because

1) Amazon "claims" that the latest book is the "fourth and final installment" of the series.
2) I refuse to believe that because the fourth book ends in a non-closure sense. He's still not tied to the altar!

So, I am forced to wait a whole year. Grrr. Snarl. Scream. Gnash. Bite. Fang-stab. And all that other stuffage.

I made a to-do list. It's very long. But I'll work on it.

Yeah, that's all. . .ciao!

The infiltrator has been infiltrated!

That sounds really cool doesn't it? I felt like typing that even though it's totally the wrong blog and all. man, can I handle two blogs at once? This will be interesting. For those of you who are following me on facebook, you might as well go find something else to do because I'm probably not going to be there often. My blog is the best way to know what I'm doing.

Tonikaku, Mandi's in the missionary torture center, I just sent her her first letter from watashi, and I got my christmas shopping done! I had difficulty finding my present-of-choice for the father lord (thanks to a white cherokee >:P) but it all worked out great. Tomorrow's going to be wrapping it all up and then writing. Yes, writing. You see, I have a goal to finish chapter 25 by christmas. If I don't then the consequences will be very severe. Mastah and I had a very long discussion on this.

Don't forget your words Mastah!!!

So, that should be good for me. And I'm reading a very good book: The Lost Hero: Book 1 of The Heroes of Olympus. It's the new series by Riordan. So far very good! I like it!

Anywho, my computer is threatening to reboot if I don't do something about it so, tally-ho!

*scampers*

It's alive?

Either my water bottle is alive or there's something living in the tap water of Cedar City, Utah. Some nights I hear scratching noises coming from the "Never Thrist" aluminum bottle by my head. Other times it's little pops like big pieces of pop rocks going off in your mouth.

And right now it's letting off puffs of. . .something. . . .

I think it's farting. . . .

tonikaku, it's alive. Somehow. . . .

I also saw two white cherokees today. TWO! That's DOUBLE the bad luck, bad ju-ju! I'm really concerned for what that'll turn out to be. And I saw both of them within ten minutes of each other! Scary!

For those of you who don't know: white jeep cherokees are bad luck. It started on the first jeep trail I ever went on. We were stuck behind a white cherokee the entire way and they treated ever. single. pebble/stick as a ginormous obstacle (wow, ginormous is a word!). At first, my family and I would make fun of them. But then weird things started happening. Traffic jams. Cars falling a part. Failing tests. Almost getting hit by a car.

So, we realized that they are bad luck. And I crossed the path of two of them! *cries* I'm nervous.

Although, I'm playing solitaire right now and I keep losing. Not a big deal because I'm playing it to cool down my over-worked brain before bedtime (and exhaust it further so it'll stay quiet tonight).

Okay, that's all. Toodles!