November 5th, 2004

Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring...

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I got into English 400! Yesssss! Now I just need to get the add card signed, and I'll be in the advanced fiction writing workshop! I know I'm a good writer despite my lack of self-esteem (which is something most serious writers tend to have because we have high standards for our writing). Of course I got in. And last night I finished a story, so today I printed my writing portfolio and put copies in the mailboxes of Bakken and Nesset. Since I want to do the creative comp, I needed to submit a portfolio (2 stories, in my case) to 2 creative writing professors 2 weeks before the comp proposal due date. And comp proposals are due 2 weeks from today. Phew. So I'll most likely get approved (Nesset was almost certain I would, since I'm a good writer and am active in the campus writing community), and then I can do the comp proposal. It's just 2-3 pages on what I want to do, themes I want to explore, writing influences, etc. No biggie, really, and I know I want to do a collection of short stories. The comp will be 50-70 pages of polished fiction, which I can definitely accomplish in a semester. So I'm not terrified of this upcoming project. I can do it. I'm just worried about taking 3 300-400-level classes next semester plus the comp. I almost always fall behind in my classes because I'm a lazy procrastinator, and I'll really need to get on task if I want to pass these upper-level courses. Weeeeee I'm a senior! But I'll survive.
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I love my hand!

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So I just got this email from Allegheny about The Student Conservation Association (SCA). Their website is www.theSCA.org. I wonder how many people will forget to add "the" to the URL and end up at www.SCA.org. Just an amusing thought.

Last night I had this dream that I was apparently in a preview for a horror movie, running through some sort of tunnel toward the exit (yes, this really does sound Freudian, but I doubt I was dreaming about sex). There was a guy running behind me, and we were both apparently running from the same thing. I saw the monster for a moment, and it was this evil gorilla in a Goldilocks wig with sharp teeth. In the dream it was almost terrifying, but after I woke up, I realized how funny that was and ironic because gorillas are mostly harmless, and I love primates. Anyway, this was apparently taken several times, and sometimes I was running, sometimes on a skateboard or something and pushing myself along the tunnel walls (even weirder because I don't mix with skateboards well). Eventually the gorilla in the wig caught the other guy and apparently attacked him in a tunnel offshoot, so I got out of the tunnel. Then I was in some suburban neighborhood where apparently a lot of people had been brutally murdered. I was walking among a crowd of people nervously, wondering where that gorilla was, and then I saw a man pull his arm off. Apparently people would randomly start dry-heaving, and one of their limbs would tear off or something. It was kind of funny because this was how some would attack each other. I started dry-heaving and tried to project my arm so it would sever and hit some girl, but then I woke up at like 4:30 am. Really creepy. There was another dream where I was in Hawaii with my mom and sister, only I was apparently playing some version of Zelda and running around looking for items. I think I bought some sort of slushie from a vending machine and had to drag around a baby carriage. Then some guy was walking along a beach, singing, and I saw Derek's friend Willie sitting on the bow of a boat and I got excited. Some other stuff I don't remember happened, but then my alarm went off.

Yesterday was interesting. I got a lot of writing accomplished. In the afternoon, Erica came over to see the rats, and while we were sitting on the floor, I realized I have a lot of cool stuff in my room that I should probably put on shelves or something so I don't step on them or trip on the pile of laundry and break my neck. Later on, Nick and I went to Applebee's and decided never to go there again except maybe for the delicious-looking alcoholic beverages and desserts. Almost nothing vegetarian on the menu. Like most places in Meadville.

Well, today is the Day of Fri. I need to head to the bank and get cash so I can repay a couple recent debts (to the art store and to Nick) and possibly buy food.
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Dil Domicile

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Hi everybody! I'm on Nick's computer! And I just had 3 margaritas at Los Compadres and am feeling rather wobbly and giggly. We took Thom's Los Compadres virginity and we ordered a pitcher of margaritas. Thom and I walked back from the car singing "Your Fault" and "The Last Midnight" from "Into the Woods." It was great. I feel like I need to take a nap, and I'm really giggly. I've never been more than tipsy before. It's weird. I feel all woozy walking and stuff. And I feel like singing. Badly. Weeeee!

Yeah, this is my obligatory drunken posting, so I can laugh at this tomorrow. After I recover from my hangover. I'm going to go scare people downstairs now. Ta ta, dearies.
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