lonely plotbunnies

OY!! MUSE!! Wake UP!

::sound of deep rhythmic snores::

Damn. I knew this would happen. As soon as I have time to write, my Muse-chickie goes out for cigarettes and ice cream, leaving my plotbunnies stranded on the cold and lonely barren plain of my mind.

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• I hab a co'd. By dose is sduffy. I suck.
  
  
• Assistant Dean told me I can take whatever course load I need next year, as long as I get my required 60 upper-year credits within the next couple of years. As I already have 25, it shouldn't be too hard. I'm already on the Law Review Senior Board, which is 4 credits pretty much all on my own time, so I just need to pick up one or two other courses and do kid exchanges with a couple of other homeschooling parents and presto voila, we'll be full-time homeschoolers.
  
  
• Unless I fail Const and have to redo it. That would really suck. Ugh.
  
  
• In other news the homeschooling choir is doing pretty good too. Our "Feed The Birds" is coming out quite lovely. Who knew.
  
  
• And I'm trying to figure out the format for the thursday100plus website.
  
  
• And I'm trying to learn to play the guitar. My fingers hurt.
  
  
• And I don't know when I lost the ability to write more than one sentence per paragraph.
  
  
• And Musie-poo has left the building, and taken Elvis with her.
  
  
• Dab. Godda go blow by dose agaid.