My magic fairy

Name: Berry Reedwand
Behaviour: Panpipe player and enchantment singer.
Seen When: Only when the seer holds a four-leafed clover.
Habitat: At the bottom of tangled gardens and in hedgerows.

You can probably also see my fairy if you've been smoking enough high-quality ants.

Ondine's magic fairy (shouldn't that be magick faerie? or are we not doing the 'spell it different to indicate that we're very grown-up, not just little kids being silly' thing?) is "a stealer of coins and shiny [!!!!!] trinkets". Percy's lives "in rotting woodlands near poisonous toadstools". Nice.

mooooo

I apparently am a mole.

Well, if you say so.

Got my chem midterm back today. The instructor freaked me out mightily by cheerfully stating that the results were quite good, as over 90% of us got at least a C.

Um. Excuse me. A C? THat's not good. That is, in fact, quite ungood. Don't scare me like that, darn you.

He then said that since everyone had done "so well", he'd curved the test up. UP. Instead of an A being 90 to 100 percent, suddenly it was 95 to 100 percent. Um. EXCUSE me? NO, you do NOT do this to me, mister instructor, I don't CARE if you were very probably Rick in another universe, you do NOT decide that since most people got at least a C that getting an A should be that much harder.

If you think I'm overreacting, keep in mind that I'm on scholarship. And very very close to losing that scholarship. I need to get As.

Fortunately, I didn't get quite worried enough for it to turn into a full panic attack, although it was pretty hard waiting and waiting while he passed out papers to everyone but me. And in the end, I did indeed squeak by with a 95. I honestly think I should have a 97 because he graded me down on a problem that I answered perfectly correctly (was a word problem, and he wrote in a 'this is why you are wrong' argument that had nothing to do with what I had written), but since I got my A, I guess I won't complain.

And then stuff happened and I came home. <mst3k theme>la la la.</mst3k theme>

I love it!

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I just gave myself a MSN user profile finally. I've only been a member for... um... a year and a half? A while, anyway.

Warning: they make the picture about ten miles tall. I've no idea why. It's ruther disturbing if you ask me...

HEE!

Okay, tonight's ep of Enterprise had THE COOLEST line I have EVER heard in a Trek show.

You've got oldschool Klingons (i.e. the ones who'll like as not kill you just for looking at them funny) on an alien ship being shown holodeck technology for the first time. They're on a simulated hillside overlooking a reproduction of the capital city of the Klingon homeworld. The big, tough, gruff, cranky captain raises an arm... points a finger... and says...

"I can see my house from here."

"Life and Death", part II

This is what I'm turning in tomorrow. Basically we were supposed to take the same basic situation from the last one, only now we were to have everything -- names, setting, clothing, the dialogue itself -- all have some greater significance besides just being there "because it seemed like a good idea at the time". I have done my best to bring in some resemblance of greater meaning. Hopefully it's good enough for the instructor.

( v2.0, now with way less swearing! )

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i want a hug. a real hug. not a text one.

since that's not looking like a likely prospect at any time in the near future, i guess i'll just content myself with hugging my pillow.

goodnight.