It’s that time again… Several Unrelated Posts in One. Hurrah!

Well, I’ve started painting my breastplate. It’s going to look awesome come Halloween. Hurrah!

When the College Board says you can view your scores early online starting October 25th, do they mean midnight on the 24th or sometime in the morning? Bleh. I want to see how I did on the SAT 2’s.

I’m cold, despite warm pajamas, toe-socks, and my jedi robe. Is there hot chocolate in the house?

Marcelina and I had quite an amusing outing yesterday after school. We first went to a grocery store, where I got Spam and hard candy for the Thanksgiving drive. We decided that “Spam and hard candy” was the Phrase of the Day. Then, we went to Whole Foods in search of a healthier snack, where Marcelina found some absolutely awesome mittens. We both got smoothies, the we brought back some garlic and parmesan bread for the masses. Good stuff.

And a brief rant:

Today, not for the first time, but for the first time I really paused to reflect, I got the feeling that some of the JETS members don’t want me driving this year. When Ashley was enumerating the drivers, it seemed she deliberately refused to mention my name, despite my pointed comments that I was on the list. After listing the obvious candidates (Mack, for one), she started listing less experienced underclassmen and seniors that displayed marginal interest in driving. When I told her that I always assumed my position on the list went without saying, she rallied with “Well, it’s either you or Sagari.” I don’t want to seem demeaning to Sagari, as she’s the Junior-President and a devoted member and I love her, but I found it insulting that it was even an issue. Sagari might not even be going, as she has a piano lesson. Excuse me? A piano lesson in higher priority over a once-per-year opportunity? And Ashley wants to give my spot to her? I realize I sound incredibly egocentric, but I hardly think that’s fair. I put in Percy knows how many hours of blood and sweat into the notebook; I think I deserve it. In previous competitions, I’ve been one of our highest scorers. Can I at least have a reason why I’m being snubbed?

Tanja — I don’t mean to pester you, but whatever happened to Swussian.com? Has your printer been fixed yet? Any idea when we can expect a nice, shiny package on our doorstep? ::pines::

Why am I posting so much tonight? This always happens whenever I skip a day. Such behavior merits further research. Additionally, I’ve found that the number of comments I get is inversely proportional to my number of posts per day. Something must be done.

I decided today that what I really, really want to do with my life is to find some way to give Alan Rickman a pair of toe socks.

I have decided that Penn’s school song needs to be Puff Daddy’s “It’s All About the Benjamins”. And Duke can be The Beatles’ “Hey, Bulldog”. Feel free to contribute your own suggestions.

Let it be known: Ilford paper is the devil. I weep over the loss of my Oriental. I have half a mind to make my own tray of Dektol developer, right next to the tray of Evil Developer, so that I can use my Oriental paper, which is strangely allergic to the weird developer we use in the Hockaday darkroom. Stupid Ilford, making my beautiful pictures look like mud.

Oh! And Stephanie is letting me have work prints of the photos she took of me for the fairy tale assignment. I love her photos.