You Are a Knight |
 You are very unusual and even a bit eccentric. No one can really figure you out easily. Because you're not predictable, people behave irrationally around you. They may feel threatened by your presence, or they may underestimate you completely. You do best when you're close to the action. You don't move quickly, so you need to be near the center of things if you want to make a difference. You tend to act quickly, and decisively. In fact, you are often the first person to make a move. |
- Location:Morgan 203
- Mood:
exhausted - Music:The Feeney call!
It is not a sprinting room. We're here for conversation, or questions, or what-have-you.
What: NaNoWriteIn
Who: Contact xcagesorwingsx if you have problems getting in
When: From now until whenever the last person leaves.
Again, this is not a sprinting room. Come and join!
- Mood:
chipper
November is traditionally my busiest month. School assignments are due, NaNoWriMo is happening, along with Thanksgiving, which with my family is always an adventure. So is Christmas, but that's a different drama.
But the reason for my (current) exasperation is that I have had six people now in the past fifteen minutes ask me how the printer works. Six. It is November, and all the printers on campus work the same way. And they're pretty self explanatory, anyway. Pull up your job on one of the lab computers, come over to the print computer, swipe your card, and your papers magically appear, as long as you have money on your card. You do not swipe your card on the copier, and for the love of all that's holy and whatever deity you lay your faith to, do NOT stick your thumbdrive in the print computer. You might get a virus, for it is infected and evil. On top of the general lack of reading directions, one computer is sending jobs to the other lab, one computer isn't connecting to the printer at all, and another went for repairs last week and is still missing.
Anyway, NaNo's going fairly well. It's day three and I'm on top of the word count for the first two days, but I don't have a plot. But I usually don't have a plot at this point anyway. I have characters who like to narrate what's going on, and they'll tell me the point later. Hopefully. There's a write-in tonight at Starbucks at 6, so if you're in the Tuscaloosa area, we're going to be at the one on McFarland! Come join!
I just rediscovered a band I absolutely love called Poets of the Fall. Here's a song from them:
- Location:Morgan 203
- Mood:
bemused - Music:"Clevermind" Poets of the Fall
Also, I am magical. I make student cards work (by swiping them the right way), I make things print (by following directions). I know the location of the stapler (it's right there!!) and I control the thermostat (touch it again, and I'll make it habitable for PENGUINS) and the windows. Yes, you may use a computer. No, you cannot make copies here. But you can next door.
And if that banner falls ONE MORE TIME, I will throw it out of the window.
- Location:203 Morgan
- Mood: amused
You are The Moon
Hope, expectation, Bright promises.
The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.
The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
- Location:Morgan 203
- Mood: sleepy
- Music:"A Postcard to Henry Purcell" Pride and Prejudice Soundtrack
Now, for those of you who don't know, I'm in grad school to be a librarian. At a library. That provides necessary and needed materials to the general public. For free. Most people like free, correct? Well, apparently, this guy doesn't.
I got this from
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copperbadge who links back to this entry http://sirriamnis.livejournal.com/189815ETA: Here's a link with contact information if you're interested. http://sirriamnis.livejournal.com/189815
- Location:Couch
- Mood:
pissed off
I've taken up a new hobby, and I completely blame Kelli for it. Well, about 80% blame. The remaining 20% I attribute to grad school and my desire to pick up something that has some use but has absolutely nothing to do with school. So, I've started crocheting. I actually started a couple of weeks ago, and I'm well into my first scarf. It's taking so long because of said grad school.
NaNoWriMo's coming up again, and I want to compete, but I'm not sure if I can. Physically, yes, I can. Mentally I probably could, because I've done it in years past with more work load than I have now by carving out time to it. But, and it's both a big and small but, and is in fact multifaceted, my characters refuse to cooperate and won't pick a time period and a million other small reasons that have me whining, "But I CAN'T!" This is both truthful and me being a coward. I have characters and I have a concept, but the two just won't come together. The Male Main Character, Tobias, is very old fashioned (think Mr. Darcy) while my Female Main Character, Katherine, is very modern. They work so well together, but just not in the same year. It's very frustrating. And they're longing to do an urban fantasy setting, which would be great if they were chronologically compatible.
Meanwhile, in the real world, I have been called "ma'am" three times in the past 2 days by students who have come into the lab. It's rather disconcerting. I still look like I'm 17 (I'm 21 [and a half :P]), according to most people I meet, so being called ma'am by students, who are probably only 2-3 years younger than me, is odd.
The computer lab job is going well so far, except for the damn printer, which I will one day throw out of the window in a fit of rage. The long hours of nothingness provide a great window for getting homework done and for fiddling with yarn.
In 20 minutes I'm going to go back to the apartment and let the cats out of the bathroom. Hopefully, they haven't killed each other, but it was a better alternative than letting them run loose when the pest control people were there.
- Location:Morgan 203 lab
- Mood: calm
- Music:"One Thing" by Finger Eleven
Bonus thought for the day:
The fact that my search box still has "MaRC record subfield indicator list" makes me sound like a huge nerd.
If you don't know what a MaRC record is, don't ask. It'll only give you headaches.
- Location:Morgan 203
- Mood:
lethargic - Music:"Before the Worst"--The Script
- Location:Work
- Mood: cynical
- Music:the humming printer
What fated her to choose him;
She meets in his engaging mask
All reason to refuse him.
But what she meets and what she fears
Are less than are the downward years,
Drawn slowly to the foamless weirs
Of age, were she to lose him.
Between a blurred sagacity
That once had power to sound him,
And Love, that will not let him be
The Judas that she found him,
Her pride assuages her almost
As if it were alone the cost--
He sees that he will not be lost,
And waits, and looks around him.
A sense of ocean and old trees
Envelops and allures him;
Tradition, touching all he sees,
Beguiles and reassures him.
And all her doubts of what he says
Are dimmed by what she knows of days,
Till even Prejudice delays
And fades, and she secures him.
The falling leaf inaugurates
The reign of her confusion;
The pounding wave reverberates
The dirge of her illusion.
And Home, where passion lived and died,
Becomes a place where she can hide,
While all the town and harbor side
Vibrate with her seclusion.
We tell you, tapping on our brows,
The story as it should be,
As if the story of a house
Were told, or ever could be.
We'll have no kindly veil between
Her visions and those we have seen--
As if we guessed what hers have been,
Or what they are or would be.
Meanwhile we do no harm, for they
That with a god have striven,
Not hearing much of what we say,
Take what the god has given.
Though like waves breaking it may be,
Or like a changed familiar tree,
Or like a stairway to the sea,
Where down the blind are driven.
- Location:Work
- Mood:
crappy - Music:Crickets and elevators
In other news (news that will probably also give me gray hairs, but is much more cheerful), I'm officially in grad school. I'm registered for classes and everything. I'm only (only psssshh) taking 9 hours this coming semester. But (and it's a good but!) I have a job! (Cue happydance of spazziness). I'm going to be working on campus in a computer lab. Don't know which one yet, but I'm excited :D Job! I am joining the employed masses! (And I'm getting mom off of my back about applying for jobs. Bonus!) Plus, this job will give me time to get my homework and my own projects done. I've got a story I'm pounding away at (tried JulNoWriMo with failtastic results) and I'm hoping to finish it during NaNoWriMo. Because I'm a glutton for punishment. Srsly.
In other other news, I'm hungry.
- Location:Gorgas Library
- Mood:
hungry - Music:Ambient computer noises and my stomach growling
I'm still alive and currently more or less conscious. I've been writing and reading all day, so my brain's a little mushy. But it's a good kind of mushy.
ANYWAY...
No luck on the job front. Not a bite, not a nibble, not even the slightest twitch of the line. (Yay fishing metaphors? I don't fish.) I'm moving the last weekend in July/first weekend in August into another apartment so I can stay here for grad school.
Which, by the way, I'm still not "officially" accepted to because I haven't gotten my letter from the Graduate School. I got a letter from SLIS telling me that they had recommended me for admission to the Graduate School, and they gave me a list of people to contact in SLIS if I had questions and the name of my advisor BUT I'm not in yet. Confused? Me too.
So, I wait. And wait. And die from boredom/suspense/anticipation/nervousnes
But, in about 24 hours, I will be sitting in the theater watching Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Epic win on that front!
I'll stop babbling now and get back to writing/reading/goofing off. I'm currently reading Cassandra Clare's books, and I'm on the second one City of Ashes. The first one, City of Bones, was absolutely amazing. I haven't been this anxious to finish a book series since Harry Potter. And that's saying something.
Also, I got stung by a bee for the first time a few days ago. Hurt like hell, but at least now I know I'm not allergic! Well, to that particular bee, anyway.
- Location:Couch
- Mood:
creative - Music:Peer Gynt, The 5 Browns
He keepeth me from lying down when I should be studying.
He leadeth me beside the water cooler for a break;
He restores my faith in study guides.
He leads me to better study habits
For my grades' sake.
Yea, tho' I walk through the valley of borderline grades,
Yet will I fear no 'F' s;
For Thou art with me;
My prayers and my friends, they comfort me.
Thou givest me the answers in moments of blankness;
Thou anointest my head with understanding,
My test paper runneth over with questions I recognize.
Surely passing grades and flying colors shall follow me
All the days of my examinations;
And I shall not have to dwell in the University of Alabama forever!
AMEN.
- Location:My bed
- Mood:
rushed - Music:"To the Lake of Stars" Howl's Moving Castle
- Losing the battle with consciousness. It may be time to give up for the night. #
- The headache I've been fighting all day just caught up with me. Argh. #
- I want a Roomba!! And a kitty that will ride it! tinyurl.com/denh8o #
- Willoughby is still a creepy pretentious bastard. #
- I'm free! #
- I want a Roomba!! And a kitty that will ride it! tinyurl.com/denh8o #
- Just took an epic nap. Kinda still don't want to be conscious. #
- Lai lai, Bones, and then watching people bowl. #
- Really really don't want to go to my next class. Really really really really really really really really don't want to. #
- I'm watching Rose Red. This probably isn't a good idea when I'm home alone :P #
- Hulu is awesome! #
- Praying for a friend, who's now in Iraq. #
- It's pretty much useless to try to do homework during Deadliest Catch. It's way too interesting. #
- My friends ask me really random questions. #
- I'm scattered today. #
- It's totally nap time. Unfortunately, i have class. #
- Bones! Yay! ..........I fail at doing homework. #
- I am teh captain of the carpet ship! #
- Sir Willoughby needs to DIAF. #
- Lovely weather we're having. #
- Dark City is a strange strange movie. #
- Georgia Renaissance Festival tomorrow! Knights, swords, and everything on a stick! #
- Renaissance festival bound! #
- Watching the beautiful stallions. #
- I got a corset! #
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