Uploaded several postscript tops that I've done relatively recently for JACFC. I don't know why it never occurred to me before to upload that sort of thing to my dA-- I've been doing graphic blends for years.

On that note, I have no list of resources that I use for tabling. So I might get on that in the near future and try to at least have some links up here. I really ought to, considering. Which leads me to this point: if you see a texture you created on something I've uploaded, I'm not taking credit for it at all. Just send me a note and I'll be sure to stick your name up there asap, no problem at all. It's more of a sin of forgetfulness than any malicious intent, promise.

Other than that, over and out!


~L

How on God's green earth did I come to staying up all hours of the night trying to commit formulas for nonsilicate minerals to memory? And when did I start correcting people's vocabulary concerning lava? Really? Does it make a big difference whether or not they say pahoehoe or aa? Felsic or mafic? In the end, isn't a rock just a freaking rock?

I mean, I'm an English major, right? Right?

>.>;

This is me, screaming across cyberspace, because I can't scream in the real physical world.

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I know I said no men, but. Well. I may or may not have a date Wednesday night.

>.>;

MAN. I should know better than to try and swear off all testosterone. Because I always have to eat my words. Seems like every time, actually.

So anyway, yeah, I definitely have a date Wednesday. We'll see how that goes. It's the first time I've taken an adult approach to dating as opposed to 'dating.' Y'know. As in actually going and doing things and getting to know each other, dating.

I'm super excited. I like this new leaf. BAHA.

I've also consumed mass quantities of sugar since Halloween, so. That needs to stop.

So I realized that I haven't actually written a journal in a really long time. You know, just an entry that talks about what's going on in my life and such, rather than the philosophical meanderings of my developing mind. :B

WELL. Where to begin! I'm twenty-one now... my birthday was October 6th. I'm a junior in college, majoring in English. Yes, I'm planning on going to grad school, and no, I'm not going to be a teacher. At least that's not the immediate plan. I've decided that whatever happens happens. It's too hard to get through undergrad and constantly worry about the rest of my life at the same time, so I've come to the conclusion that God will take care of me, and let it go. Well, I guess it's not really fair to say that like I just arrived at that decision on a whim. It's something that evolved out of all the time I've been in college, and was a decision I gradually arrived at after much struggle. It's brought me a lot of peace, so I'm happy to say it was the right direction. Everything's easier when you put it in God's hands.

No men in my life right now, and I'm not sure I'd call that a problem. Of course there are the odd moments where I miss having someone's hand to hold, or someone to just randomly attack with physical affection... but the truth of it is, I'm not ready to be in a relationship. I'm still working on me, and in light of the drastic life changes last year, I'd say that serious relationships aren't even on the books for the near future. It's funny to me how we consider our younger years the period where we develop most into who we will be-- I think it's safe to say that my most formative years have been the ones jam-packed into a four year Bachelor's. Moving away from people who have known you since you were a tiny little kid is the true test of your identity. You can really decide for yourself which traits are really yours, and which are just things you kept around because they were expected of you.

Anyway... I guess I'm pretty boring right now, all in all. I'm still in motion, so I haven't arrived at anything all that interesting to discuss. But there I am, whut! 21, single, soul-searching.