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Let's start off the new year with some bad puns, shall we? They will be absolutely terrible, I promise.

*When ceiling fans were invented, they were considered revolutionary.

*They want schools to ban books filled with sin. There goes my trigonometry textbook.

*The shop assistant asked whether I wanted it measured in Pounds or Kilos, so I just told him that either weigh would do.

*Miners who wear flashlights on their helmets often feel lightheaded.

*Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused his dentist's Novocain during root canal work?
He wanted to transcend dental medication.

Have a happy (and sometimes silly) 2008 everyone!

I'm so close to the end of this essay... and all I can think is that I really, really want to re-write it. Oh well! It'll be done tommorow by five and that's that. Because OMG ENOUGH ALREADY. I have so much else to do. I used some of the tips you guys provided, so what I hand in should be about six and a half to seven pages, which was the absolute minimum I was hoping for.

Kevin has cut one of my Freezer stories. That's alright, as I was stressing about having to perfect the two of them. I look forward to Fridge, even as I dread it!

I got a V.I.P. (Very Involved Person) Award at the GME supper tonight! I wasn't expecting anything (all I do is show up and sing) and I'm not even graduating, but there they went and called my name after saying a lot of really nice things. The award itself is "For continued dedication, cheerfulness, and a contagious smile." All of us who have been around for four years or more (I believe Vicki and Margaret would use the term "Lifers") got a little something. The whole thing is a little cheesy, but sue me, I like a little bit of cheesy. It made me smile even more, which seemed appropriate. We sang an awful lot tonight and that was wonderful.

Why were all the baby ants confused?
Because their uncles were all a(u)nts.

"i" walks into a bar. The barman looks at him and says, "Get real."

This week's deus ex brought to you by: ecchs

The three party members who went diving into what turned out the be the Labyrinth all came out alive! (Though Mitch had to knock Ben unconscious too do it.) Instead of rejoicing at the fact that they came out alive, we all proceeded to bicker. And bicker and bicker. We don't so much have party unity as party distrust.

King and I had an aside conversation. We both ended up rolling our limit breaks over it.

There are good odds that King and I will break next session. Roleplaying limit break is FUN and it's been quite some time.


...end of term stress not-withstanding, I feel happier. Had I been a mischevious child, I'd say that that was what was slowly creeping back into me. (I think I am getting healthier.)

Swimming is fantastic.

I should stop avoiding my opera class homework. It's only going to get uglier the longer I put it off.

My first test snuck up on me and my paperwork is nowhere near ready. I'll be writing a test like one of the "normal" kids next week. It's kind of intimidating, since I haven't written one in the classroom or without extra time added since I started university three years ago. Still, I didn't really have trouble with french tests in high school. I'm still antsy. I think I'll feel better once I start revising.

I'm exhausted, but in the "Those goddamn alpha waves are going to sleep tonight, bitch." kind of way. Take that, sucker. This is where I (hopefully) start building up some endurance and start coping better with the medication shift and life in general.

Monkey dance

Monkey want a banana?

In other news, to hell with this last proofread. I'm going, for lack of a bette word, bananas trying to do it. It should make sense, this was just a "I feel like I should but ohhhh I don't want to". I just don't care enough anymore. So now its emailed in an I am done for the year! Hoooooooorrrraaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!! I might be going out tonight as well. That is most exciting, as friends are awesome.

Finally, how do you know you're talking to an extroverted physicist?



He looks at YOUR shoes when he talks to you!

Hunger can be annoying, but ooohhhhh does it made even a simple sandwhich delicious.

Question: Why did the boy eat his homework?
Answer: Because the teacher said it was a piece of cake.

Question: Pourquoi la girafe a-t-elle un cou aussi long?
Réponse: Parce que ses pieds puent!

I only got lost once on the way there and that was inside the building, so it's okay since there are no maps and not so great labels and only had to backtrack once on the way out! And I got Timmy's Hot Chocolate! *And* I beat today's Sodoku, which means I win at life! A lot of the afternoon's talk went over my head, since I only know the barest of essentials when talking about discourses and rhetoric (and there was a lot of that), but I still had a lovely afternoon. My professor seemed pleasantly surprised that at least one of us had shown up.

I should go start dinner, but I feel kind of woozy. Probaly because I need to, you know, EAT. So I'll go put it on anyway.

I bought cake pans this afternoon. This makes me gleeful.