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I wrote a measly 410 words of Flack/Stanhope. I would have done substantially more, but no sooner did I get home from class than I was besieged by a monstrous thunderstorm, complete with apocalyptic skies, sheeting rain, and alarming cannonades of thunder. Amazingly, the power stayed on, and I wound up reading eighty pages of East of Eden in the bathroom.
Toilet literature, it ain't. Thirteen chapters in, and there is scant plot to be seen, though I am awash in character narratives of varying degrees of interest. Cathy Trask nee Amesbury nee Ames is a melodramatic villain of the first water, and Adam Trask, her besotted husband, is a bumbling boob of impressive stripe. I would say that such rampant fuckwittery has no parallel in the real world, but sadly, I know better. Chalk it up to my Internet education.
The professor was most pleased with my pictorial, a fact which fills me with no little glee. As of today, there are three weeks, a paper, and a final remaining in the course, and then, I will be free of all academic fetters for nine glorious weeks. I plan to fic, watch DVDs, and see movies. I wanted to see X3 on Monday, but then the Roomie reminded me that Monday was Memorial Day, and ultimate Gimp Empowerment movie or not, I have no desire to be caught in the crushing tide of humanity likely to be wandering the malls that day. I'll just wait until Wednesday.
Tomorrow, I hope to put the keystrokes to the Flack/Stanhope vignette and if not finish it, then get one toe over the finish line.
Toilet literature, it ain't. Thirteen chapters in, and there is scant plot to be seen, though I am awash in character narratives of varying degrees of interest. Cathy Trask nee Amesbury nee Ames is a melodramatic villain of the first water, and Adam Trask, her besotted husband, is a bumbling boob of impressive stripe. I would say that such rampant fuckwittery has no parallel in the real world, but sadly, I know better. Chalk it up to my Internet education.
The professor was most pleased with my pictorial, a fact which fills me with no little glee. As of today, there are three weeks, a paper, and a final remaining in the course, and then, I will be free of all academic fetters for nine glorious weeks. I plan to fic, watch DVDs, and see movies. I wanted to see X3 on Monday, but then the Roomie reminded me that Monday was Memorial Day, and ultimate Gimp Empowerment movie or not, I have no desire to be caught in the crushing tide of humanity likely to be wandering the malls that day. I'll just wait until Wednesday.
Tomorrow, I hope to put the keystrokes to the Flack/Stanhope vignette and if not finish it, then get one toe over the finish line.
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