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~Made a list of all the productive things I was going to do each day, with a limit set on comic-reading etc.
~Promptly ignored said list.
~Went to the book release party for Breaking Dawn, not because I like the books (haven't even read them), but mostly out of a morbid curiosity and a desire to hang out with/annoy my sister, who was helping out. Oddly enough, ran into my D&D friends, whom I hadn't seen in months, and none of whom had read the books either. We ended up leaving before midnight and heading for Whataburger.
~Chopped off all my nails in an attempt to be able to type.
~Avoided the Spork Room, because apparently I felt guilty enough about not jobhunting to not want to admit I wasn't jobhunting, but not guilty enough to actually start hunting. >.>;(Note optimistic use of past tense.)
~Slightly changed my accessorizing habits, because while I was once fine wearing a random ring on my wedding ring finger, and didn't care if this scared away guys, I have come to realize that this means the only guys who will probably hit on me either don't notice, or don't care. And I think maybe I do care a little, now.
~Watched a LOT of the Olympics. Shiniest opening ceremonies ever. And I may be a bit infatuated with the mens' gymnastics teams. Yes, all of them. But I do want to smack NBC for their failure to cover sports that aren't also eye candy. (Womens' sabre sweeps the medals and all you can talk about is where they're going to college? COME ON!)
~Tried (and failed) to sell 37 issues of Shonen Jump to the used bookstore, because they're technically magazines. Maybe eBay?
~Realized that I do, in fact, want to grow up and be a responsible adult and not a kid playing video games the rest of my life. It's scary, but it's time to say goodbye to Peter Pan and leave Neverland. Mostly.

Now if only this newfound resolution is strong enough to overcome my growing phobia/complex about applications/resumes. I'm getting stuff done, but slowly.

While reading Jane Austen's Mansfield Park, I came across a reference to using a pen-knife in the aid of writing a letter, and I realized that this use is most likely where we get the word 'pen-knife' in the first place: a knife used for trimming/sharpening a (quill) pen. Not surprising that this isn't a meaning that would instantly occur to the modern English speaker, seeing how few of us have ever used quill pens, but it does seem brilliantly obvious in hindsight. *feels a renewed sense of wonder at the English language*

We now return you to your regularly scheduled life. :)

Este lj es solamente para que yo puedo leer los blogs de mis amig@s. Tal vez un dia usare este lj en serio, pero hoy no. Por favor, si eres mi amig@, haz "friend" a mi, y yo te reciprocare. Si no es amigo, porque esta Ud. aqui?*

Loose Translation: This is a friends-only blog that is mainly for my own convenience in keeping up with my friends and reading their friends-only stuff. Feel free to friend me and if I recognize you I'll probably friend you back. Then if I actually start using this lj properly, you'll know that the apocalypse is at hand.

*Pay no attention to the woman behind the less-than-perfect Spanish babble.