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I slept in for a long time, it was kind of awesome. And now Younger Sister is back from her weekend in The City and a new week can begin. In slightly more exciting news, mcshep_match is open! There is already the first pair of fics posted for the prompt "Thief in the Night". Very cool. I love fics.

Also, if you are jealous and wishing that you too could be part of the awesomeness that is the Away Team this fic challenge, they're still looking for BACKUP WRITERS here.

Maybe I'll say yes. I'm a glutton for last-minute fic scrambling ;o)

Also, there are approximately a million books I want to buy right now. Get thee to a nunnery library!*



*While I used to buy lots of books (and wow, now OWN lots of books, who'd have thought?) I've noticed that because I read so fast it is kind of financially stupid to buy a book that I will finish in a day or two. Thus, the library is awesome. Of course, there's always those pesky late fees because me and being on time never quite meet...

What is your favorite story that you've written? It could be a recent one or one that you wrote a long time ago. Maybe it's even just YOUR favorite, not the one that got the most comments or the one that made other people happy, but the one that puts a smile on your face every time you read it or remember that you wrote it. I was just reminiscing about all the great fic I've read from all of you and was curous what YOU thought about it XD

*toddles off*

Would anyone be interested in an SGA fic challenge* where the only real requirement is that the fics need to have titles from episodes of the West Wing? The titles are here, for your consideration.

*This is totally borrowed from the Firefly-West Wing Title Challege of musesfool and the Supernatural-West Wing Title Challenge by luzdeestrellas (who both got it from liviapenn

Now look, a poll!

[Poll #1071518]


Please pimp this, because I want as many people to know and weight in as possible *looks at the rest of my friends list who are big SGA fans and probably have more people reading them than me*


Night!

Finally hauled my butt down the hill; went to Peet's for some iced coffee... mmmm, how have I missed this all my life? So much better than their espresso, actually. Yum.

Parents got home on Friday night; yesterday I "got" to go to the grocery store, Staples, and CVS to run errands. Fortunately, with the new car (who Younger Sister and I have started calling Cookie Monster, because of the bright blue color) it's quite fun.

I'd forgotten about the lovely mindlessness you get when you're exercising by yourself; the music like white noise in your ear while your brain has a chance to tumble* all the story ideas you've got going around and around, scratching up a new interesting angle. Between that and the shower, I've come up with several new wrinkles to the fics in progress, and some sentences for a SG:A au that I'd thought lost.


In other news, I'm rereading Dorothy L. Sayers books, which are great. I especially like The Five Red Herrings, because it's about artists and painters. After I finish Busman's Honeymoon (not so much moving in order, clearly), I'll pick up Strong Poison again, because Peter meeting Harriet is lovely.

Also, the exercise (perhaps?) seems to have helped jump start me back into thinking about jobs and stuff. Not that I wasn't, just got stalled out with sort of working for Dad. But hey, school hasn't started yet! *scurries*


Also, a question for the masses (though I overstate the amount of people reading my journal): do you think it would make more sense to apply to a tutoring organization or just adverstise on your own? Personal experience with this would be great, but just your opinion would also be extremely helpful.


capedcrusader92, when are you not working in the next bit? I want to call you but not accidentally harass you in the middle of work. Equally, rhymester, we should have a chat again. Hurray for my friends being in my country again XD


Finally, I might have posted the article about "what a teacher makes" but poisoninjest posted the amazing slam poet version on YouTube. Awesomeness personified. Makes me glad that I want to teach.


* I think copperbadge who says his brain is like a rock tumbler, and I always thought it worked so damn well as a concept.

Clearly I've gone crazy. Because I saw this and my first thought for icon keywords?

"i know why the caged bird sings"

OMGWTFANGELOU

*cackles*

Damn you, people who update. All your "oooohs" about the new update page layout has prompted me to go check *grumps... cheerily*

I am finishing my portfolio, all that needs doing is printing of all the obscene amount of lesson plans. Whee? Oh, and the explanatory "I have no random things to put in here, 'cause I fail at having transcripts" note.

OMG I have made so much of my "growth" up. Reflectively, mind you XD

In other words, am leaving small children tomorrow. Will probably burst into tears, like a small child. No so much yay. At all.

Well, The Nutcracker last night was gorgeous and tons of fun. I hadn't ever heard or seen most of the music and dancing since I was way little, so that was a lot of fun.

I got my first Christmas card! poisoninjest, you win! Hopefully everyone who's wanting one of my cards will be okay if they aren't exactly... on time. As it were. I hope to get the bulk of them done this Friday/Saturday (otherwise known as after classes are done and work is due) and mailed out before I fly to California. So, be on your toes (or have your mailboxes on their toes. Or something).

If you want one and haven't let me know, there is still time! Email me your address at KatStarling9@yahoo.com. winkingstar, I had your address last year, but I've lost it. You want a card? XD Also, capedcrusader92 and kumquat_queen, do you have an address for LimeKid? Please and thank you?

In other belated news, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO villainny!!! I totally meant to wish you some good cheer and lovely things yesterday. Oops? You rock, Nny.

My goal for the night is to write a minilesson and finish my essay. Ew. Oh, and take a shower. And probably renew my journal. Sometime.

AND SET MY ALARM DEAR GOD. Why do I never remember to do that on Sunday night and am therefore always late to class on Monday? Ick.


In happier procrastinatory news, some kind soul has uploaded the 1978 Muppet Chrismas special (where they all go spend the holiday with Fozzy's mom). It's the best thing EVER! Yay YouTube!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

As I walk by my dad's office, he and my mom are hunched over his computer. Apparently, they are networked with the one that I'm using, which also used to belong to my dad.

Me: Is that my computer?

Dad: We think so.

Mom: Yeah. Do you have a document called "If CSI had a band"? [I saved last night's AIM conversation for future self-amusement]

Me: ...Yeah.

Mom: Oh. *amused* Well, you can throw away any of your dad's files you still have.

Me: ...ok. *flees*

FACEPALM AT LIFE.

Though not at the CSI band, because that was hot stuff. It was called Radioactive Butterflies: Nick was the lead singer (peer-pressured into eyeliner and leather pants by Greg and Warrick), Greg the lead guitar, Warrick on drums, Cath on keyboard, with Sara as the emo bass player.

Grissom was their manager, naturally. Ecklie was the bitter roadie/sound tech, who spends most of his time getting hassled by the boys (think test tubes and drumsticks thrown at him). Their rival band had Hodges, and Archie and Doc Robinson in it. Battle of the CSI bands, anyone? *snerk*

I find it so ironic that when I had to make a iambic pentameter monologue battling my tragic flaw in high school (we were studying Macbeth)... and it was Procrastination.

Surprising, isn't it not.

Though I have now created a playlist to write with (to? for? some preposition here) and am trying to decide how late to stay up or just get up early. Hard to do both. Hard also to make decisions at 2am. Hmmm.

Tired has hit all of a sudden. Fight against it! Noooooooo, sleep is no good yet. Neither is stomach cramps. Bad body, no cookie.

Working plan: write for another hour, then try to get some sleep for a bit. Then bang out the rest of it.

At least I have a new skirt from the Gap to wear tomorrow. Er, today. It's purple! And can be twirled around in; I find this a great asset in a skirt. Like a small child.

To conclude:

Dear Curriculum Unit:

Unlike the song on my iPod, you are NOT my joy. Nor will ever be.

No love,

Me

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ETA @ 3:47am - OKay, gonna head to bed for 3-4 hours. We'll see how this all looks in the morning. Or rather LATER in the morning...

I just wrote the phrase:

create a discursive community of critical dialogue

This? Is why I love education papers. i just used 7 words to say "talk about stuff".

4 and a half hours til class *flees*