Right. So I'm just under that four month thing I posted about earlier. It seems to be that with school, I seldom have thoughts. Or maybe it's that I don't have the time to write them down. Or maybe, it's the fact that I seem to forget that I have this blog at all, and a chance e-mail about a comment spurred me into remembering. Eh, whichever it is, here I be. :)

Ah, the holidays. Spending money, fighting with loved ones, and completely transforming your house and waistline. Gotta love 'em, right? There's also that all-important four week hiatus from school to look forward to.

And on that subject, guess what Audrey discovered just after getting her 'You're halfway through your degree! Come in and see us!' letter from SCC? it seems, boys and girls, that there are  two degrees, in order to confuse people. I signed up for Web Design, thinking (silly me) that I'd learn to  design websites. After relentless naysaying and complaining about the way the classes were being taught (mainstreamed for the  graphic designer), I decided to dig deeper into the seedy world of the college homepage.

They hid it under computer programming. It isn't called Web Design, either, it is 'Web Programming' or 'Programming for the Web' or some such nonesense. Funny thing, though - absolutely no Flash classes, which means perhaps i was lucky to stumble into the wrong degree. At least I can make my own graphics (in a very, very,  very tight pinch), which means after I learn all the cool XHTML, PERL, JAVAscript, PHP, MYSQL, and other such lovelies, I can call myself a Web- Master Ooh baby. Bad news is, none of my credits save for my general ed courses count towards my new degree. that's 12 out of 40 credit hours. Good thing I've got a scholarship I ignored for six years which expires either this May or next (the wording on those things is very tricky).

Wow. I haven't even started in on what i wanted to post about, and I've realized how incredibly long this is. See what happens when wannabe writers have too much homework and can't do something productive - like writing fan-fiction?

Update on Novely-thing: Squashed at the moment, and perhaps forevermore. I started jumping around a lot, and realized it was a really retarded idea for a plot, and the writing was strained. Which led me to the discovery that original ideas are not necessarily my thing.

Update on Television-Watching: I have now upped my weekly TV quota to four]. I'm on fire. Aside from NCIS, which is my Tuesday night staple, I've now become as addicted to House as he is to Vicodin. Did some shady things that I won't air out because I don't want feds to get me, but let's just say I have now seen every NCIS episode available. And working on House as well. Of course, I'll buy the DVD of the first season if my loving family doesn't present it to me for Christmas. I'm not holding my breath - i didn't tell anyone but my sister, and that was two days ago. Mom's had me done for ages, apparently (she likes to tell me that, but who knows?). Ah, but I digress. The other two shows, you ask? Cold Case (which is intriguing and good fun, but not necessarily one I cry if I miss), and.......Criminal Minds. If you only saw the first couple of eps, you're missing a pretty good show. It's not the greatest, but it is slightly interesting, and hey, Mandy Patinking is, and will forever be, my first obsession. It's a loyalty viewing. I think I was ten or eleven when I first wrote to him. Actually, he's the only actor I've ever written to. Might be because I got a generic letter with a stamped signature back. I felt kinda cheated, but then, I was ten. Gotta love the voice - and he's not too bad on the eyes, either. Goes back to my older men thing. House is that much more appealing because, c'mon, Hugh Laurie is beautiful. No way around it. I think I like him best all scruffy and such. *dreamy sigh*

I don't think I'll ever stop being a fan-girl. It's way too much fun, though I do tend to daydream a lot. One of these days, I'm going to daydream myself into the Pysch ward. Or a ditch along the road. Either way...

Back to the Holidays: I have one, count 'em, one gift purchased. And it was a fluke purchase, because I saw it and said: Oh my gosh. That is perfect. I wasn't even looking for gifts. I felt warm and fuzzy though.

Finally talked the hubby into buying a fake tree. I love fake trees for the following reasons: 1) Mine came pre-lit in all it's multi-colored godness. 2) They're much easier to put up than real trees. I swear, Hubby fights every year to get that sucker into the stand - and ends up cursing like a sailor. 'Course that's nothing new, but still - why go through all of that when they die in like, a week? Which brings me to 3)Fake trees last more than a week. Which means - Tree's up December 1st. Actually, got away with November whatever sunday was....just because that's when we bought it. Next year, it'll be banished until month twelve, for sure.

My cats are now the funny ones to watch. Never had a problem with the real tree, but for some reason, they want to eat the fake tree. Don't ask me why, because I don't know. On a side note, my Dad's mutli-hundred dollar cat, Lucy, has turned demon - she enjoys pouncing on my mom's nativity. It's hilarious, really. Back to my cats. Courage likes to sleep under it, right on the tree skirt. It's only been up a week, and I've had to launder it already. They like to hairball on it. Yuck. Severus, on the other hand, enjoys being Cat-Zilla among my lighted village. Not quite as evil as knocking over a manger scene, but it's right up there, right?

Now on to the reason I posted in the first place: I needed a break from my Flash homework, which is due tomorrow. I must finish it tonight, as it involves lots of animations and fun things such as that. Only problem: I've been sitting on this couch since nine o'clock this morning. That's officially twelve hours. And I didn't stray until lunchtime - I ate and watched an episode of House. Then I went back to the grindstone, and round about dinnertime, my laptop locked up, I lost a half-hours worth of work, and I made dinner. After dinner, i said screw it, and watched House whilst working on my homework. It's very difficult to work in Flash in only half of your screen space....

Right. I must away, before I fall asleep on my compy, miss my alarm and therefore don't leave early for the Mandatory Monday meetings at 7:30, and have to sneak Flash time at work or lunch to finish.


OOOH! One last thing - my younger brother's going to start working at my company in two weeks. Hurrah! 'Twill be fun and excitement, says I. And now, I shall let your tired (and probably bored to tears -ha!) eyes rest, and sign off. And school begins again on January 9, so if I haven't posted again by then, look for me in May.

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