The Maths - it eats my brain...

Maths exam tomorrow morning. At eight thirty. Just give me a minute to stop screaming.

My dad forwarded a link to the blog readability tester and lo:

Which deeply worries me, because doesn't that basically mean no one but me has a clue what I'm talking about? Either that or, if you are reading this, pat yourself on the back. You are a genius. (Reassuringly, my grandmother's blog is apparently also genius level. For a minute I got very suspicious that it automatically rates all blogs as genius, but it doesn't.)

In other news, my computer could not be freaking me out more if it suddenly grew legs and started dancing the cancan.

Truhope

Just a quick post to say, I forgot to tell you, but my grandma just started her own blog, here. Go visit, and leave her a comment!

Catching Up

Well, I had a bit of a holiday from blogging, lazy me. But it just didn't seem like fun. Inspiration is a strange thing - sometimes I have it in buckets, other times not so much. And I'm terrified of the 'not so much' times - one of the reasons I'm not in a creative industry is that I can't abide the thought of building my life around inspiration only to one day, wake up with no ideas.

I enrolled for next semester's uni courses this morning, in an incredibly painful forty-five minute session in their online enrolment doover. I groaned, I wailed, I said "bugger." Not fun, kids.

My friends had a baby yesterday. Squee much? I went and bought him a book, and I'll probably mail it to them tomorrow, even though there is no way he'll be wanting to read it in the next two weeks before I get home and see them in person. It's a very cute book about puppy dogs. Also bought my littlest sister's Christmas pressie, but must be all shh on that front because it is a secret.

I'm hurriedly finishing this up now, because in about five minutes people will arrive to take me to Halloween at Movie World. Despite the fact that Halloween was actually yesterday. I'm sure it will be fun nonetheless. As far as I know, and despite my aunt's crazy schemes, we're not going costumed. Thank goodness.

Ooh, before I go, here be the cutest website in the world - the eLouai Doll Maker. I maded some dolls. It's addictive.

Blindsight link

By the way, Blindsight is available here. I forgot to put the link in my last post and no matter how hard I try, I can't get blogger to include a new link while editing a post.

Don't mention the Laptop...

...I'm trying not to think about it. Various random things: this is one of my new turtle earrings (I have red, my cousin has blue.) I'm not entirely sure where the other one is, which is a little worrying.

The Stardust trailer is up at the official website, if you had difficulty playing it through Yahoo (Kat!)

I have added a YouTube thingy to this blog's sidebar. It's a bit trippy. It's set to 'tropical fish' at the moment, and I'll change the setting every so often. Also a picture of my eye which I took and then played around with. The plan is the picture will change every so often also.

Metacognition

Metacognition - thinking about thinking - It's a curse as well as a blessing. The latest form it's taken in my head is that when I think, my brain takes my thoughts and composes them as blog posts. This occurred to me this morning in it's entirety, and then I went "Ghaa! It's happening right now!" because I was composing a blog post in my head about composing a blog post in my head...