Holy Jeez

Zounds! I am really, really pressed for time, so I thought I'd post a little ditty about how I'm pressed for time. The amount of stress hormone (cortisol) coursing through my veins right now is at the perfect point for creativity.

I enjoy this feeling. I hate getting to it, admittedly. And curse myself later for waiting to get stressed out, but I'm getting something done, at last. And I like what I'm getting done. I remember now why I love English. I realize now that this prof does not assign enough papers. I hated writing one a day in the summer at first, but I came to not mind it, and then to kind of enjoy it. I miss that now. It really improved my writing.

OK. Please wish me luck for tomorrow. I'm playing some part in Othello at 8am. Even if you dont' read this till much later, wish me luck anyway.

DO IT.

YYYYEAH.

So it's been two weeks since I said I'd update every week. Sorry 'bout that, y'awll.

This past week was Spring Break and SXSW. I didn't get a wristband or anything. It was just me and three, sometimes four friends going to free shows around Austin. Was really awesome, duh.

If you are a cool person, you recognize that burly comedian in the picture with me and a couple o'friends as Eugene Mirman. Look at us standin' there. We're practically twins.

If you're NOT a cool person, get cool now. (You're welcome.)

In all seriousness though, it was so much fun. One of my best Spring Breaks ever.

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Found a quote today that I really needed to read.

I think everybody should get rich and famous and do everything they ever dreamed of so they can see that it's not the answer. ~Jim Carrey

I've just been questioning what it is I want to attain at the end of my senior year of college, only a couple years away. It's too easy to forget what gives life quality. A big pillar of the culture I've been raised in, and in fact, in most cultures, is financial stability. That makes sense, of course. But it's emphasized so relentlessly, we think more money invariably equates to better life quality. At least at some point in our lives, and not just for a day. It's difficult to reject that ideal when it's constantly and consistently being reinforced. Things like that quote help to remember reality.

Anyhow, Happy Go-Back-To-School-You-Miscreant-Kids Week!

Everyone does this

I need to improve my writing. I used to be not so bad at it, but now the 'not so' is kind of GONE.

I keep forgetting it's a skill that can get rusty if you don't continually or habitually practice at it. I'm going to try and make it a habit by writing something at least once a week. No promises, though. I'm a busy lady after all, a-ha-ha.

I really wish I had had enough sense to take a creative writing class in high school. It would've been so much fun. I could probably take one next semester, as I'm an English minor, but I'm a little rattled and unconfident in my writing abilities to say so right now.

But I really think it would be fun and keep my appetite for creativity satiated. I thought of this because I was looking at my profile here on blogger, and reading my answer to the "random question" you can answer when you edit your profile. All too often the questions seem to be made up by someone shaking a drunk Lewis Carrol awake and writing down the nonsensical questions he, disoriented and half-asleep, asks them. I mean, "Whoops! Your tongue is now a magnet. Whatever will you use for silverware?" sounds like something you would ask if you were on acid or writing for a Japanese game show.

So anyway, I wish blogger had a stupid generator like that for blog topics.

G'night.