Oh, my wounded ego! I’ve been stood up by a cardboard cutout of a fictional character! I was planning on taking my life-size Obi-Wan to Winter Formal, but I can’t find him anywhere. I’ve searched four times, the last time with my mom to make sure I wasn’t overlooking anything. This is going to bother me for at least two years. Fortunately, Chungy will come to my rescue, as she is letting me go with her cardboard cutout of R2-D2. I wonder if Nancy still has her Darth Vader…

Ooh! Because my sister is in college, I get full reign over her wardrobe. I’m “borrowing” one of her gorgeous dresses. Yowza, I’m sexy. XD

In other news, I have decided to declare my hatred of microfiche. For 30 minutes before school and half of my lunch period, I was in the library, digging up old “Time” and “Newsweek” reels and looking up articles on “The Joy Luck Club”. Neither was any help, and I had to spend a significant amount of time manually rewinding months of film, as the “rewind” knob was broken. Hiss. As (joy) luck would have it, it turned out that I already both articles. My work was pointless. Then, of course, after rehearsal I went to the SMU library to find stuff, and found an e-text of both articles, which I was able to send to myself. Maddening. I can’t wait to get this stupid research paper over with. Then I can read Pratchett and Holt and other merry authors of joy over the winter holidays. Then, as soon as I get back to school, I can start on the History research paper, and relive the hell. I hate my life.

Speaking of Pratchett, I met another Discworld fan at lunch today. Well, I didn’t meet her, really. I just found out she was a Pratchett fan, while I hadn’t known that before. We were talking about various responses to the Winter Formal royalty court (gag me with a spoon) survey thing, and we were thinking about what we would write if we were up for Princessship. I mentioned that I would date Pinky, from Pinky and the Brain, and this made me think of Halloween, as Chungy suggested that we be Pinky and the Brain for Halloween. This made me remember an idea I had in the shower (that’s where all my good ideas come from). I suggested we go as Rincewind and Twoflower (as I’m twiggy enough to be Rincewind and Chungy has a great innocent and naive act, plus she’s Agatean). Of course, Chungy had no idea who Twoflower was, as she’s just read most of the Watch series, so she asked me to describe him.

Chungy: Who’s Twoflower?

Me: ::hyperactive squeal:: He’s Twoflower! He’s the Disc’s first tourist and he’s all amusing and naive and innocent and such, and you just want to give him a big hug!

Jane: Yep.

Me: Stop mocking me! He *is* huggable!

Jane: I’m not mocking you. I’m agreeing with you.

Me: ::spazzing:: You’re a Pratchett fan?!? (yes, I carefully enunciated those extra punctuation marks)

And on from there. Now I’m going to sleep.

Wait, no, not sleep yet. One more point of order. Ann, you have your own official fan club now. I showed your telemarketer conversation to the girls in my homeroom, and they all think you’re the keenest thing since bifocal lenses. Chungy asked about you, and I explained that you were the “model spinster”. Brilliant dry wit capable of dessicating Lake Huron in five minutes, fabulous artistic skill, and no interest whatsoever in the opposite (or same, for that matter) gender, even at 39. You’ve become the model citizen for Chungy. Be honored.

Okay, now sleep.