::She screamed loudly as the universe unilaterally collapsed down upon her. There was nowhere to hide, or run. Nothing to fight. Nothing to do but wait out the minutes, one at a time; counting minutes and hording them like a miser hords his gold. They fly past as fast as jet planes, but pass as slowly as the seasons turn. Why? Why must time affect us so???::

T-minus one week and closing on the school starting again. Soon I will be in my senior year of college, and worrying about just what it is I want to do with the rest of my life. Too bad I can’t just become independently wealthy, or win the lottery. I could marry a rich man, but where’s the fun in that, and I don’t know any that are my age, single, and of the type I could get along with for the rest of my life. I think I’m going back to my other idea, the one where I invent something useful and become rich, and then don’t have to work at annoying jobs, and can just own a bookstore or something! I still have to purchase my books for this semester. Can you believe what books cost? I have one that is “optional” but of course all the homework will be from there. Used it is 80 dollars—USED. I am not buying a precious gem here for cripes sake! Nor am I buying the forest that the tree used to make the pages of my book was cut out of. I’m buying one book, about 200 pages, with little amounts of black ink on it. Tops it should cost me about 25 dollars. GRRRRRRRRRR. Consider that this weeks rant. Books are too expensive. I’ll write a disseration on it later when I’m not trying to pack all my stuff for the move I have to make to my new apt at the end of the week. I’m going to go crash into my bed for a few hours now. Goodnight and merry book hunting! (bang---got one)

I am such a bad girl. I just realized the last time I wrote was a whole two weeks ago. Bad me. I had a lot to say, I think I just didn't say it because It was such a busy time for me. I went to the dells to visit friends, and had friends here visiting me, and went on a boat ride, and went home, all in the last two weeks. I am still busy, and I don't plan on becoming un-busy. Where's the fun in that? I know, being bored and sleeping has it's place, but it's time for action. Actually all the action is being forced on me. I am helping my cousin move in Madison next weekend, and then the following weekend I'm moving myself. Then school starts, and the major rants for this site will begin :)

This weekend was awesome, and interesting, and SPONTANEOUS. Ok, the going home was planned for a long time, but I cut my hair, and went out with friends...and that was pretty spontaneous. The friends chillin, not the hair. I knew I wanted that done. Katie and I played Baulder's Gate on PS2...when the damn thing would work. We are so kicking the games ass...though we had to start over cause our other saved game disappeared. But that's ok, we changed charecters, now I'm the elf chick and kicking some ass with burning hands and such--while Katie shows the world who is boss as a dwarf who can majorly kill the baddies. The charecters are even getting along fairly well...for a dwarf and an elf. So far, we haven't killed each other too much...though we each have blow ourselves up with dynamite a few times. It's a cool game.

But i'm getting tired. I'll talk more later.

Well, it’s another week, and I can’t believe we are in our first full week of August already. Wow. Ok, time flies, or I’ve been standing still with my hands over my eyes and plugging my ears yelling, “go away time!” I think it is the latter. So I’m sitting here at my desk, and thinking of all the stuff I have to do before school starts again, like work on my class and pack and buy books and find a job, and yeah…I’m kind of wishing that I had another month. Can I buy July the same way one would buy a vowel on Wheel of Fortune? Something tells me time is not for sale, unless of course you bribe the Maiden, Mother, and Crone. And some other little bird tells me the Fates are not for sale. Damn. Perhaps, if I can get Chronos…no, never mind. So I’ll just sit here with my dessert of a hot cup of Chai and a square or two of the chocolate my friend Rachel brought me from Germany (I have to ration it, I only have one bar) (and I’ll never eat Hershey’s “milk chocolate” again…you were right Rachel, you were right.) and try to plan my procrastination in such a way that I manage to get everything done that I want to do, and have to do, without giving myself an ulcer, or worse.

On the plus side, I’m feeling rather whimsical, and impish, and creative tonight. I may draw again, or I may write poetry, or I may even begin another one of my stories that I usually send to the Recycle Bin as soon as I get 4 pages in, cause I don’t like it so much. I have a good idea (again) and maybe I’ll stop procrastinating long enough for the Muses to help me out with it. Or maybe my creativity will confine itself to the playground of my Blog for tonight. You never can tell.

Another plus is soon The Two Towers will be released into the theater. This makes me giddy. I have read all three books in the Lord of the Rings trilogy, multiple times, and The Two Towers is my favorite. Kind of like Empire Strikes Back (you knew Star Wars was going to show up in here eventually, come on, it’s me!!!), it’s dark and mysterious, but gives you some hope. It also stands alone as well as being a good middle chapter of a trilogy. Don’t get me wrong; I love Return of the Jedi and The Return of the King (ooh, notice the similarity in the titles…) and on some days they fit my mood better, but you just can’t beat the “chapter two’s”(in the trilogy, I know Empire is Chapter 5). I know many that agree with me. I think Jenny does, and maybe Katie. My brain seems to not want to remember who likes Empire best. Katie can also agree with me on Towers, I don’t think Jenny has read them yet.

Speaking of new movies coming out, I am also excited for the next Harry Potter. Yes, I have gotten involved in that fad. It’s me; I love good writing, fantasy, and make believe. The Harry Potter series includes all three rather nicely, don’t you think? I do have some issues with he Goblins. Katie agrees with me on this. I subscribe to the Tolkein world of fantasy, which most people follow, so to me a goblin looks rather a bit like what they did, but taller, and mean and not so smart. I realize that there is such a thing as creative license, and she has every right to write the way she does, it’s just hard for my brain to wrap proverbial little literary fingers around the difference with the same world. I am also eagerly awaiting, along with about a billion other people, the 5th installment of the 7 book series. It will be another good beginning of winter for movies. Wow, this entry has gotten really long. I could continue to talk, or write rather, but I think perhaps my readers have had their fill for one entry. Good Night

Well, I’m now officially done with my Dreamweaver 4: Basics class, so I should be a basics pro right? Maybe. I am good with many things, but I really need to sit down and play with it to make it all work. I don’t know how to do forms yet, or some of the other…more advanced stuff…but I’m learning. I really enjoy this. I think I am wasted as an engineer. I should go into web design and web editing and such. Of course, I’m in the wrong program and wrong school for that…but, yeah. Maybe I’ll just put it on my resume, and go find a job where I get to play on the computer all day ;-) or maybe not.

AHHH! Don’t you hate those people in class that have to ask inane questions just to try to get the teachers attention? We had two of them in there this time. One of them was the, “I can’t watch you click a mouse on the projector screen and follow along on my computer because that is just too difficult for my little brain to handle” people. The other was a “I’m going to ask lots of stupid questions to get attention, and get into trouble a lot so I need help cause I think the assistant student worker is hot” type. GRRRRRR!!! In a perfect world they would make a class for these types of people. It would not be called Dreamweaver 4:Basics, but rather, Dreamweaver 4 for the Computationally Impaired…or maybe “for those who need their hands held while working with a computer.” Now before anyone goes and gets onto a soapbox about the need for me to be all Politically Correct, let me tell you something else. I have no problem with those who are genuinely trying to learn, and really are struggling with the software. They get extra help from the assistant quietly where needed, and ask important, and intelligent questions. It is only the attention seekers and the true idiots of the world that I am aiming this tirade at. Deep down, you have all felt this way before. They are the proverbial “that guy” in the class. (If you don’t know who “that guy” is, he is describe above generally, and in thermodynamics classes you get to burn him through a wall with hot fluid) ((If you still don’t get it, contact me, and we’ll chat))

Otherwise, the class was fun, and I did learn a lot, even though I had to use a fisher price computer. I kept looking for the little plastic lever I got to pull in order to make the little plastic coin come out of the slot. But alas, it was well hidden from my perusal. **Pause here to swat at a bug bothering me in my room. One of those Asian beetles has invaded, you know, the ones that look like ladybugs but bite and are pests and aren’t. Ok, I think I killed it. Back to blogging** I started a web site for work today, using my knowledge of the Dreamweaver, when it is done I will direct everyone too it. Oh well. The night is very old, and I am tired from the golfing I did today and biking to work and getting up early. Have a good weekend everyone!