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So I found out from Robyn that I could IM Santa [screenname: santaclaus] and talk to him. Never one to pass up an oppurtunity, I tried it out.

( Tweaking Santa Bots Brings Holiday Cheer )

Santa speaks of Death

I had to post. I kept on with my talk to Santa, who acted a bit.. strange, but then he's probably carrying on conversations with millions worldwide, right? Anyway.


SantaClaus: Type menu to get your to do list for the holidays.

ElanorRigby513: die.
SantaClaus: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Flop.

JK! Nice try. Ask me something more in the spirit of the holiday, will ya?

ElanorRigby513: will you bring destruction upon my enemies?

SantaClaus: Oh, Dear. It's the elves again isn't it? Try typing menu; I've got a plan to get you in the Christmas spirit.


Ah, that Santa. Always toying with me.

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Hmm... looks like meme time...

( Memage... again )

I am so failing my last exam.

I have a Lit Final today. At 9 freaking o'clock in the morning. I spent a lot of yesterday doing things not really related to studying. Robyn and I "studied" on the green, yes, but... we didn't really get much done. ["Coo da awpwane!" "Bird! Bird! BirdBirdBird!" "Awpwane!"] I went to Moe's for the first time. Isn't that productive? I talked to SantaClaus way into the wee small hours of the morning. So, basically, I am only going to pass this test if those zany Buddhist monks were right about learning things through osmosis. Guys? That'd better work... 'cause if I'm failing this I'm gonna come over to your monastary and mess with your rock garden. You heard me. All those carefully raked lines? They're gonna be crooked when I get through with them. *looks menacing*

And wow. I'm sure that's massively bad for my karma, threatening Buddhist monks. I am so failing now.

I didn't really care about this test yesterday, but now I do. Part of it is the freaky dreams of last night-- I kept dreaming I couldn't sleep, and the only thing that let me know that, yes, I probably did get sleep last night is that people kept iming me and I was talking back to them... telepathically. Because I had no computer, and I never left my bed. Nathaless, it felt mighty real...

And now back to learning important dates such as 1619, 1666, and 1620... I am so gonna fail.

Wheeeha!

WOOOOOOHOOO!

*enthusiastic fist-pumping action followed possibly by a touchdown shimmy*

So I had to write an essay for both Film Studies and English Literature 212. Topic for Film Studies: that oober confusing but oh-so-fun movie Memento. Topic for Brit Lit: that totally awesome cult Brit show from the sixties, "The Prisoner." After talking with Dr Gunther about my subjects for both [I have her for both classes] she told me that, if I was up to it, I could write one paper for both classes, combining the topics for each. It would have to be good, she said. It would have to be well-written and cohesive and concise.

I, as Pink Floyd so aptly put it, "fritter[ed] away the hours in an off-hand way." I kinda did some research. I watched a few eps of "Prisoner." Weeks flew by . And then, suddenly, it was due the next day. I started at 9 pm. I finished at 2:30 am. Guess who got an "A."

I can't remember her comment now, but it was totally sweet. Something on how the paper was a delight. I thought I had failed this paper, thus failing both courses in one fell swoop. Aren't I glad I have a talent for creative bs at short notice?

Now, where was I? Oh, that's right.

WHEEEEHAHAHAHAAA!

ETA: Here's her exact quote: "A pleasure & a delight to read." Let the gloating happiness commence.