I'm turning my final essay into "How to Make an Appalachian Quilt." It's probably only interesting to me, but...I'm willing to talk about it if it'll get you to stop looking that up!

yeah, i came across a post on another board that I should have just skipped.

So, is an appalachian quilt different from another one?

So, is an appalachian quilt different from another one?

No. I don't think so. It's just that this is for my Mountain Tales class, so it's gonna be Appalachian. And I'm not really gonna talk much about quilting. I'm just going to assign each step to one of my points. I think it'll work and be kind of cool...show how my thesis is "built."

It sounds pretty cool.

It also sounds like you have done a ton of work today. When are you done with finals/paper writing/etc?

It sounds pretty cool.

Who knows...it may end up being crap. But, I'm trying to be creative and make an impression on the prof, so I get a good grade. We'll see...

It also sounds like you have done a ton of work today.

I have! And I even took a break to have dinner with a friend. I've just been plowing through stuff today.

When are you done with finals/paper writing/etc?

My last assignment is due on Friday, but I'm trying to get everything done by Tuesday, 'cause I'm on campus that day for a final. If I don't have to go back on Friday, that'd be nice. But, I'm also not going to push myself. If I need more time, I'll take it.

I hope you get it done, but I'm glad you are not killing yourself. That's sort of my philosophy too - I'm trying hard to get ahead, but if it doesn't happen, I'll be okay.

I think I'm going to go get myself some ice cream and watch this week's Alias. Maybe if I put the computer down, I'll stop worrying. I know it's pointless - maybe the pretty people on Alias will distract me.

I'm trying hard to get ahead, but if it doesn't happen, I'll be okay.

Exactly.

This week's Alias was good, so enjoy!

I haven't seen this week's alias yet either.

I meant to say earlier, Stephanie, go you with the getting the studying done earlier in the day. I know that was frustrating you. Having to study is also a good way to get out of engagements you don't want to... err engage in. "Sorry, studying for the bar, can't come over and have you be rude to me and feed me cold food."

vw, insent.

I think I'm going to play a little. Today I have edited a bunch, taken dictation over the phone, dealt with pure, unadulterated evil and re-arranged my living room. I think I deserve a break.

Deena, you TOTALLY deserve some play time! In case I haven't mentioned it yet, Deena has been a huge help today, and that was on top of dealing with so many other things. Deena is pretty damned amazing.

Also, I got your e-mail. I'm gonna think on this one overnight, I think.

Hubby suggested going to a pizza buffet place last night for a cheap dinner. Three-quarters of the way there, he says, "Oh, the folks I work with will probably be there." I typically like more warning than that when I have to be sociable, especially when it's people I've barely met. I resign myself to an evening of inane awkwardness.

We pull up. I hear god-awful singing. We look in to see a guy with a microphone doing what I think is supposed to be sexy moves while the crowd claps. I stop, then turn to stare at Hubby.

Hubby: "As God is my witness, I didn't know there'd be karaoke."

A passion as of a thousand white-hot suns pales before my detestation of karaoke. I can sing, I can sing well. I hate listening to people who can't sing, especially when those people think they're good. Closing your eyes and raising your hand soulfully makes me want to fling heavy crockery at you. When you slide from one note to the next, please try to stay in the same octave. Please learn your vocal range and stay within it.

There were a couple of people with good voices there. Hubby's supervisor was not one of them. However, the guy believes he's one of the great undiscovered entertainers of the nation. It was the most painful evening I've ever spent outside of a hospital.