08 April 2002 - 8:18 p.m.

I just realized, while quilting and watching Apocalypse Now, (which I swear contains the line, "Hey, man! It's Bel Biv Devoe!") that my thesis is due two weeks from today.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuck.

So I guess I'll go back and quilt and watch Apocalypse Now some more, because craft and carnage are the stuff good editing sessions are made of.

But where there's hope, there's always hope. Prof. McAdvisor doesn't actually know when the theses are due, and isn't sure if I'm correct in my claim that it's 4/22. So maybe I can get away with turning it in late. You never know.

Today, Proffie McHotHot yelled, red-in-the-face yelled, at this dude in our class who had two old ladies arrested for stealing stuff while he was working security at a quilt show. I hope his ire was feigned. I will have to forget the whole episode when I write in support of his promotion. I will also have to forget his McHotitude, or my letter will go something like:

Dear Nice English-types, please promote Prof. M. McHotHot to the position of Assistant Professor of English Major Sexuality. He is total eye candy - imagine! A man who often wears white socks with dark shoes stealing my heart!

Know how you know you're growing up? You take the "What Tarot Card Are You?" online quiz and end up being Strength. That's a good day.

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