I Have Adamantium Claws
Excuse the lack of blogging. I've been busy, which makes me tired, which makes me lazy, thus I do nothing but watch DVDs with my free time.
As of last night, I have decided to continue with the new version of my story. Some of you may be shrugging, saying "So what?" But for me, this was my most recent OH GOD, OH GOD, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?!? crisis.
I met with my professor/advisor. My schedule for the spring came together very easily. Let's just hope I manage to enroll before the classes fill up. I'll hopefully be taking a children's lit course, a teaching course (and coolest) a fantasy writing course.
Work is going pretty well. Right now my biggest drama is the fact that I seem to set off the security system every time I walk into or out of the building. It shouldn't be a big deal, but it's rather annoying. I've reached the point where I'm dreading walking in and out of the building. Plus, we have a new security guard who doesn't recognize me as an employee yet, so he give me the "I'm watching you, shoplifter!!!!1" glare whenever I set it off.
I can't figure out which of my possessions is causing the trouble. I keep bringing different things to read and do on break, so it can't be any specific one of all my legally-obtained books.
So, I've come to the only remaining and very logical conclusion that I have adamantium claws and I, like Wolverine, don't remember the painful surgical process in which the metal replaced all my bones. (I'm very good at blocking out unpleasant experiences) Of course, the security system isn't searching for metal weapons, but active ISBN codes. But I'm prepared to look over that fact to ensure my amusement.
As of last night, I have decided to continue with the new version of my story. Some of you may be shrugging, saying "So what?" But for me, this was my most recent OH GOD, OH GOD, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?!? crisis.
I met with my professor/advisor. My schedule for the spring came together very easily. Let's just hope I manage to enroll before the classes fill up. I'll hopefully be taking a children's lit course, a teaching course (and coolest) a fantasy writing course.
Work is going pretty well. Right now my biggest drama is the fact that I seem to set off the security system every time I walk into or out of the building. It shouldn't be a big deal, but it's rather annoying. I've reached the point where I'm dreading walking in and out of the building. Plus, we have a new security guard who doesn't recognize me as an employee yet, so he give me the "I'm watching you, shoplifter!!!!1" glare whenever I set it off.
I can't figure out which of my possessions is causing the trouble. I keep bringing different things to read and do on break, so it can't be any specific one of all my legally-obtained books.
So, I've come to the only remaining and very logical conclusion that I have adamantium claws and I, like Wolverine, don't remember the painful surgical process in which the metal replaced all my bones. (I'm very good at blocking out unpleasant experiences) Of course, the security system isn't searching for metal weapons, but active ISBN codes. But I'm prepared to look over that fact to ensure my amusement.
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