Things to do today:

  1. Work on Studio Art home assignment. 5 squares, each of which takes about 2 hours to do, hunched over a magnifying loupe. Due Tuesday.

  2. Work on Dark of the Moon program cover, due ASAP.

  3. Work on website so that it looks pretty for Amy Cahoun (head of the Digital Media Design dept. at my beloved Penn) when she goes to see it. Should be done by Monday or Tuesday.

  4. Work on JETS website. Give it a new layout and update all information for this year. Due ASAP, but a much sooner ASAP than #2. Monday or Tuesday, probably.

  5. Read 60 pages of The Mill on the Floss, due tomorow.

  6. Work on Angua costume, seeing as how I’ll be staying after school all next week (for the god-knows-how-manyth week in a row), practing driving and spotting for Benzai-Ten, I’ll be busy most of next weekend, plaster and paint need lots of time to dry and sword belts and badges don’t make themselves, and Halloween is a week from Thursday.

  7. Create JETS t-shirt logo design, due Monday without fail.

  8. Finish college essays, due Nov 1st.

  9. Work on Very Secret Project in spare time.

  10. Accomplish all this without a time turner and/or whining.

A much-belated Friday Five. Jolly good.

1. How many TVs do you have in your home?

2. One in the parents’ bedroom, one downstairs. We also have one in the guest room-ish-thingy, but since it’s detatched from the actual house, I’m not counting it.

2. On average, how much TV do you watch in a week?

None, unless someone brings a tape of MST3K or Invader Zim or Farscape or summat to Advisory.

3. Do you feel that television is bad for young children?

Think of it this way — if I had not been nurtured as a youth by the madcap exploits of Rainbow Brite, Strawberry Shortcake, and CareBears, would be a very different person.

4. What TV shows do you absolutely HAVE to watch, and if you miss them, you’re heartbroken?

I miss Invader Zim.

5. If you had the power to create your own television network, what would your line-up look like?

I would hire people to come up with ideas for the network, then go off and spend my time on more worthwile pursuits. Then I’d cancel the station and spend the money I’d most likely lose anyway buying plane tickets to meet Alicey, Mon, Jia, Brenna, Mags, Tanja, and the rest of the gang. Or maybe get each of them a ticket to a central location so we could have our own mini-convention. That would make me happy.

Answering Questions from Last Night’s Blog Coments:

Rebecca: You definately deserve award for “Worst Experiance While Putting Together the Notebook”.

A: Thank you. ::muzzily accepts award::

Megs: Ahhhhhhhhh I remember the days when I use to pull all-nighters without a sweat. Nowadays, I can’t go a week without taking naps periodically. I’ve grown weak in my years.

A: I was really dead around 4AM, but as daylight rolled around, I got perkier. Perhaps it’s the overwhelming joy of finishing the notebook talking. I fell asleep in Loh’s car ride back. No one was surprised.

Brenna: Hehe, Baby’s First All-Nighter. Just curious (like a squid, mayhaps), what time do you go to bed when you study for midterms/finals?

A: I go to sleep early, maybe around 11. If I don’t get enough sleep, all the studying in the world will be useless, because I won’t remember a word of it.

Marcelina: ::jaw drops:: :: blinks:: you’ve NEVER pulled an all nighter before?!?!??!?

A: Nope, not even for the Research Paper. I went to sleep at 3 or something for that.

Brenna: I suppose committing a crime while crying ‘Here, Carrot, Carrot, Carrot!’ won’t successfully get us a model volunteer…

A: Not that it wouldn’t stop us from trying.

Anyway, time for News From Yesterday. I’m really excited about the Notebook’s chances. I spent a few minutes hobnobbing with the judges, who were griping about the size of Austin Academy’s notebook. It was four inches thick. The notebook guidelines say “fewer than 25 pages” (ours was 23), but there’s a loophole. They say that you can include “documents that you feel are relevant”, and Austin Academy (as well as Lincoln High School, which was 2 1/2 to 3 inches) believed that to mean “please include each individual student’s (approx. 80) test pages (5 per person), in which they share their interpretation on how the robot works. The judges confided that they probably wouldn’t even glance through AA’s “supporting information”, just the required 25 pages at the front. “Victory!” the Highland Park Notebook Team and I exlaimed in the privacy of our own heads. They said that they’d be looking at Highland Park and Hockaday’s notebook the most because they had the best design. Excuse me whilst I squee with happiness. We got lots of compliments, all of which served nicely to inflate my sleep-deprived ego. Good stuff. And while taking a break from the competition practice stuff (held conveniently in a mall), Ashley, Tori, and I went to Hot Topic and got Invader Zim stuff. Life is indeed beautiful.

Mmmm. Sleep. Entered dreamland at 3 in the afternoon, awoke at 6:30 AM. Life is good. Messed up dreams included:

  • “Last of the Mohicans” Disney knockoff

  • Lots of gorgeous music I hoped to use in MAA, all forgotten upon waking

  • English class, in which we wrote more poetry and Pilar MacDonald rhymed with the word “detritus”.

    As promised, I’ll post some of the notebook pages later today.

  • Attempting to punch holes in pages. So far, three hole punchers have jammed. Is this Industrial Strength hole puncher a worthy candidate for my challenge? We shall see…

    I want to find a scrapbook and make a nice page of “Baby’s First All-Nighter”. The binder is more or less finished, at least. I want to put some photos at the end, but they’re all in the lab, so I’ll probably end up doing that part in the car ride from Hockaday to the event. Hurrah. Maybe I’ll print out the photos taken with the digital camera…

    For those confused, here’s what happened, as explained to Matt over AIM:

    The JETS met for 10 hours at Hockaday this morning to work on stuff for the notebook. Because my laptop (the home of the notebook) has no floppy drive, we decided to send all the files to my home account, carbon-copied to my school address. When I got home, I found that my DSL was still down (meaning that I couldn’t use Outlook on my laptop), my webmail was randomly down, and the attachment function wasn’t working on the school server. In short, I had no way of accessing the work we had sent.

    Finally, I realized that my evil, ancient dinosaur of a computer still had Outlook, configured to the same settings I use now. I opened Outlook, which takes ages to receive all the emails sent to a particular address. Because Christine had sent me a bunch of huge files early on in the day (twice, I later learned), I had to “receive” all of her files before I could receive any of the documents my friends had written, which were the things I needed most.

    It took about 4 hours to receive the first set, then maybe three hours for the second. And now, everything is received and I can access everything. Hurrah. Still hard at work, and nearing completeness. Go me. Man, I’m proud of this baby.