happyfish: (Lumpy bumpy)
Finished the essay! Hurrah!

And a link dump:

Samurai Sword Umbrella: Coolest thing ever.

Hello Kitty Zombie Cake: No seriously.

Cthulhu Musical?

Art of Darkness: A blog on Gothic crafts/decorating where I steal all these links from. Cool stuff.

Steampunk Cake

Dragon Cake: This is so awesome it's scary.

Knitting for Psychos: Because someone out there had to start knitting disemboweled creatures. It was just going to happen.

Creepy Playgrounds: I would have had nightmares if I'd had to play on one of these playgrounds as a child. Strangely enough, most of these are in Russia.

Skelewags: These are apparently drawn (or painted) onto sidewalks and such. And they're so darned cute!

Seven Deadly Glasses: The seven deadly sins as glasses.

happyfish: (Leaf on the Wind)
Thanks for the birthday wishes, everyone. :) I had a pretty good birthday, though it was bloody cold. Apparently it's already six degrees right now, and it's only 8:30. Oh Calgary weather, how I don't understand you.

Tuesday was lots of classes. I got up at 5:30 because of the snow, in the hopes that if I left two hours early for class, I might actually make it on time. I ended up being fifteen minutes early. We had our 'midterms' in FBRE, where we pretty much just talked to Laura and she let us know how we were doing. I'm doing pretty good in the class, which is nice to hear, since I really like it. Spent the rest of the day working on my miniature baskets. The one I've just finished is about the size of a sugar cube. Because I'm insane. :D English class was canceled because Chris was sick, so I spent lunch hanging out with Felix, Lacy and Red instead. I'm not used to having lunch hour free. There was much geekery and checking out of hot girls. It was grand.

My brother, Ben, and his wife Amanda took me out to dinner after school on Tuesday. I decided on Chinese, so we went to the little Chinese buffet out by my place. It was really good. I probably ate more than I should, but whatever. :p I almost never go out for dinner. I realized how much Ben is not a part of my life anymore. Which shouldn't be surprising, I guess. I'm not really a part of his life that much either.

According to my fortune, I'm going to have success in my endeavors. Good to know.

Wednesday was grocery shopping and researching for my Paper of Doooom. Seriously, I'm going to end up dreaming of Frida Kahlo soon. It will be - interesting. I think I'm at the point where I might be able to start writing my rough draft today. Bozenna says that if we hand in our papers Monday, than she'll have them marked by Thursday. Which is either craziness, or her understanding that we probably aren't going to have our papers done by Monday. But! I might try. Just to get it done. Maybe I'll actually get to hang out with friends that way. You never know.

Did a birthday reading using the Faerie's Oracle yesterday. (Here's a link to the online version. It's shiny). Lots of references to jouneys, either new or old journeys branching off in new directions, and friendship. Lots and lots of friendship.

Life is good. :)

happyfish: (Focus)
I think I'm finally starting to get stressed out about everything. March is the month of craziness (especially in terms of weather. Excuse me whilst I look out the windows and sigh.) I've got a bunch of major projects due, including the AHIS Paper of Dooom, and then a handful of extra drag shows that I'm not all entirely certain I want to perform in. I know I've promised Trev I'd perform at the Mount Royal Gender Bender, and I'd like to help out with all the fundraisers for Laramie. But I might end up helping out by showing up and giving my money instead of going crazy trying to figure out which numbers to do and then somehow find time to practice them.

I've still barely started the research for the Paper of Dooom.

My birthday party is this Saturday as well. Trying to get everything ready for that is interesting. The house is mostly clean, and I'm pretty sure I'm staying home to clean and research Friday night instead of doing other things. Cleaning might de-stress me. One can always hope.

I don't know. There's lots of stuff going on, just nothing I really feel like writing about.

I really need to get better at talking to people.


Nov. 12th, 2007 09:43 pm
happyfish: (Stabby Rip Stab Stab)
My research essay is due in twelve hours. I have almost exactly half the word count, very little to add and I'm so exhausted I can barely think.

This is not a good thing. I'm actually thinking about just going to bed, getting up early to finish it and then hand it in whenever it's done, fuck going to AHIS.

I hate research papers.

oh, and I'm a complete asshole too, but that's not entirely my fault.
happyfish: (Vincent)
You know, the whole "I'm going to go to the library at school to do research 'cause I might actually work there" was such a better idea when I didn't know how freaking warm it is in here.
I think I need more caffeine.
happyfish: (Vincent)
55 minutes until I'm off to my counseling appointment. I've been trying to do some research, but I was a dumbass and left everything to the last minute and now there are no books. I've got one book and an article (maybe) about something I'm not really that interested in. If I'm lucky I'll be able to find another and bs my way through 4 pages before next Tuesday. It shouldn't be that hard, should it? Apparently I'm good at b.s.ing; I got a 92% on my AHIS midterm without actually studying that hard. So at least if I bomb the paper, I shouldn't fail the course.
I'm such an optimist.
Yesterday I quit my job, because there was no way in hell I'd be able to finish all of my projects I have going on right now, and work, and sleep and feed myself and try to stay sane. It feels sort of weird being unemployed again. Glad I did it, though.
Getting somewhat nervous now.
Why is everyone going through so much shit? Like seriously, I don't get it. I wish I could take everyone's pain away and make it better, but I don't know how. And that's a crappy feeling. I hate feeling helpless.
Don't want to think about that. Kind of want to go home and sleep. Met the school counselor yesterday, and she seems very sweet. we'll see. I'm off anyway, to find something to do and maybe try to get my third source. Please, gods.


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