I've been sleeping way too much lately, my creative output since the New Year is nil, and I lose interest in everything about five minutes after I start it. I will also grant that my "delete all the posts" reflex seems to be faster than usual. Something may be amiss here. I suppose I'll go on hiatus if I'm struck with a sudden desire to listen to Manchester Orchestra or something, since based on past patterns of behavior that would pretty much clinch it.

ETA: I'll be making myself scarce a while.

I have one sketchbook that I just keep at home and never take to college. Is that weird? Probably.

( winter break 2011-12 sketchdump. aka THE LAST WINTER BREAK OF MY LIFE??? Ten billion Doors things and ~1.7 gentleman ichthyologists. )
I can't stop listening to this goddamn album, it has its hooks in my brain

I think I've solved as much of The Mystery of What Happened Between Midnight and 10AM on New Year's as I am ever going to. Which is not very much. Which is disturbing. Let's have a book post instead.

( Shoddy analysis of Disney movies, murder and ancient Greek, Anne Brontë, a goddamn Lifetime Movie, a universe that runs on manpain, and Garrison Keillor. )

In total, I read 90 books in 2011. I think that's a personal record.

I have no idea what happened after about 2:30 EST. To anyone I contacted after that point, I offer my sincerest apologies.

I remember very little of what happened before 2:30 either, to be quite honest. I do recall I was trying to impress someone with my erudition and immense vocabulary. I am pretty sure I did this by saying "I'M TRYING TO IMPRESS YOU WITH MY ERUDITION AND IMMENSE VOCABULARY." No word yet on whether it worked.

So I guess I just finished the fourth draft of Doors, and I guess I swore up and down this was going to be the last one because I can't keep wasting time getting feedback from every human on the planet, and I suppose my next step is trying again with the whole query letter thing.

This fills me with, um, rational concern.

And a weird certainty that it's not good enough and I will never know why not.

So far I've got a 3.8 for this semester. One exam left to settle, which could either make it a 3.7 or shift it to a ... like, 3.82 or some business.

I'm not worried.

what I'm worried about is driving to the airport tomorrow, cos last time I tried I got lost and ended up in the parking lot of some really sketchy CVS after my car stalled out in downtown traffic, and I had to ask the pharmacy people for directions, and their directions didn't even help

Anyhow, let's have a meme, yes?

Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you several sentences from that story.

So for FISH CLASS, Fish Prof let us submit multiple-choice questions we'd written for possible inclusion on the final.

50 questions were submitted. She used ~20.

3/5 OF MINE MADE IT ON. Six free points and also I am officially (ofishally? /shot) awesome at fish questions.

...Orgo in half an hour though. That's likely to be an entirely different story.

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November was not such a good month on the reading front or most other fronts. As to The Nanowrimo That Wasn't, I only managed to slap together about 26k words, but they aren't as unremittingly shitty as the 50k words I churned out last year, so. I don't know. Onwards and upwards???

( Books. Not a lot of especially strong opinions this batch, but probably enough verbiage to make up for it. )

Help me out here, flist. How does one go about studying something, e.g. for an exam?

This is a genuine inquiry, and one it is costing me dearly to make. Up to now, I've just coasted through my education on native intellect and the strength of my semantic memory (spoilers: it's pretty strong). But over this past semester it's gradually become clear that that will no longer be enough. Basically, I need an average on the next two orgo exams of... 3-5 percent higher than I've currently been getting if I want to get out of this with my opinion of myself intact. And I have no idea how to do it.

("But Bagtree," you may well say, "you probably don't need as high an opinion of yourself as all that. A bit of humility would do you good, ~*learning experience*~, etc.!" To which I would like to point out that this is the humbled me. I have already had the fall before which pride cometh. Depending on how you reckon it, I've had at least three such in the past five years. I don't care for another one. That is all.)

1) I didn't die. INSTEAD I MADE A NUMBER OF EXCITING POLYMERS. Nylon synthesis is officially the most bizarre and delightful thing I've done in a chemistry lab.

2) In response to comment by missmorrichan last night about the moe-ness of dudes who wear glasses, TODAY I SKETCHED SOME THINGS?

( Actually I'm surprised I have so few bespectacled OCs. )