An Update for my Loyal Readers

Oh. Right. I don't have loyal readers. Damn! An update for myself, then!

Anyway, it's Friday afternoon, I just took my last inal, and I am almost done or the semester! I have yet to wrap up my ceramics class, but I've been toying with the idea of doing a ceramic version o my Burkha Box, and also a couple of pieces which refer to the St. Michan's Church crypt... incident... that I planned or metal but could easily redesign and improve upon to make out of clay. I'm thinking low-fire white clay body here, painted in underglazes. Ooh, that sounds lovely.

Anyway, the week started out great with the opening of the Juried Undergraduate Exhibition which I entered my green teapot in. Folks (Neff, Lindsey, Dan, Sarah, and Olivia) stopped by which was great of them (I <3 you guys, even if you don't read my blog :-P) and I ate cake with my bare hands, which was pretty much hilarious.



Wednesday we held the much-anticipated Video Scavenger Hunt for CS, and it was pretty much awesome. I got to have Ryan go thorugh my room trying to decide if I was dateable (Oh God, why didn't I clean my room???) and to lie on the ground on Mill Avenue with some stoned guy while Lauren drew chalk outlines of us. Ooh, and I tried to do handstands against a wall, which was also highly entertaining, particularly because I'm really bad at handstands.

Wednesday night was the second of the cocktail parties; either Matt Kruger or Alison asked me to have it, adn neither one came, lol. I had Eric, Tom, and Dan over though, and was, for what I think was the first time ever, present for guy-talk. Wow. That was the most bizzare conversation for me. It was hilarious- Tom got really smashed very quickly, and decided that he'd like to have a stalker. Thank god there were no dogs around for him to make out with this time, lol. Oh, Tom-Tom. I had amazing Dirty Martini (a thank-you to Addy for introducing me to this amazing drink) and, thanks to incredible luck, smoked Dan and Eric at Trivial Pursuit. (That's right, what up, bitches?) I fell and scraped my knee, which I assure you was much funnier at the time than it was the next morning (it's a pretty substantial bruise, lol), and I probably got a little too close to Dan. Not that I'm protesting, bu some more tension/awkwardness may well result rom the old conflict that I've been rather interested in dating him, and he was not, thus far, returned the sentiment. That is, by the way, a real pity, becuase he's a cook kid but I don't know him as well as I'd like to.



Thursday was hilarious in that "Oh God I've barely slept and I'm trying to take a Calculus Final/Oh god, I have a physics lab due by 3 that I haven't started yet" kinda way. Everything worked out just fine, though, because apparently someone up there loves me. I don't deserve my luck, but I am grateful for it. The luck in this case was that the Calc final, which was scheduled to take 2 hours and 20 minutes, was so easy that I finished it in 40 minutes, leaving me more than enough time to run home and write my lab report. Yay for not failing physics!

Alright, I think that's all that I have to say right now, except for this:

Flogging Molly is a band of posers, that has but a fraction o the incredible creativity of The Pogues. If I wanted to listen to straight-up Irish music, I'd listen to the good old stuff like The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem. For Christ's sake, have a little creativity, guys!