consistency

I have none. That said, I shall now expound further concerning my life, in order to satiate your, well, insatiable desire to hear about it. And yes, I'm aware I'm full of crap. That's why I don't smoke...I'm so full of crap that if I did, the resulting explosion would make a crater big enough for an Olympic-sized swimming pool. No wonder the military is trying to get me to enlist.

But seriously, folks...I have plenty of work to be doing, but I'm not doing it. Oh, I always plan to get things accomplished, but I always get distracted. I've wondered for a long time if a bit of Ritalin wouldn't help things. But let's not focus on my many deficiencies.

Now that I've gotten "To Zanarkand" down pretty good (on the piano, of course), I'm going to try to learn "Via Purifico". Seems like a more difficult song, but it's not as long. The Atlanta convention is coming up soon, and I still need to get that other song recorded. Not to mention my volunteer hours need to be done, then there are the remaining papers and the presentation on Herman Melville...okay, I'm back to the subject of my character deficiencies, and I guess it won't go away until I confront them. So...here's my list:

Nov. 6: Powerpoint on Herman Melville and "Bartleby the Scrivener"
Nov. 13: American Lit research paper due
Nov. 16: Developmental research paper due
Nov. 14: Theories research paper due

Those papers are 5-page papers, not that bad. I've already done research on Am. Lit. and Theories. And here comes the procrastinator's motto: I'll get started tomorrow!!

Other news...Megan asked an unfair question of me the other night. She asked me that if I suddenly became a quadriplegic, had to spend the rest of my life in a nursing home, and I could only have one person visit me for the rest of my life, who would it be? How many of you know what answer she was looking for? Probably all of you. Now, how many of you know what my answer was? Probably none of you. Anyways, I refused to answer the question. I told her that I refuse to be made to pick between the people that I care about. She was upset, but eventually realized that she shouldn't have asked me that question, that it was inappropriate.

Other things...I'm trying to organize some friends to go to the Jars of Clay concert in Fayetteville. We'll see how that goes. I'm going to buy a new poster for my room, but I can't decide which one. Should it be Airplane, Spaceballs, or Office Space? Well, I think Office Space is out...the poster is too big for where I want to put it. The other two are really small posters...11x17, but they're $20 a piece...the Office Space one is only $9. I'd need both the former posters to fill up the space that I want. Why can't they make more horizontal posters? Well, not to worry...I went on eBay and found the small posters for cheaper...half the price, in fact. But, I do want to go back to my room and make sure they'll fit before I buy them.

Oi, twenty minutes left...what to do...