It's official, we're accepted to the South Central Writing Center Association conference in Little Rock. This lil extravaganza will take place in late February, and given the fact that all my closest peeps are on my panel--shout out to Elise "The Corruptor", Jeremy, and Daniel "Gooooose!"--it could very well turn into a drunken free-for-all reminiscent of our end-of-semester kegger. And ya know what? Sounds good to me!
So, now I have to try and remember what I said I was going to write about for this conference (calm down, Elise...I'm kidding...mostly) and actually write the 10'ish page paper. Not a big deal. I can crank out 10 in not toooo much time.
I'm doing final tweaks to the paper I wrote for Oral Trad that I'll be giving in Albuquerque a week before the Little Rock conference. I'm gonna be a travelin' fool and broke by the end. Anyway, the paper from Oral Trad will be submitted for a prize in folklore studies at the culture conference in Albuquerque. Wish me luck. It's $100 I don't already have.
This morning I bought the last few books for my classes next semester. I'm taking Contemporary American Literature (Ass-whip 521) and Picture Books (yes, shuddup). $130 worth of picture books, fuckers! And that's not counting the 4 Jeremy is loaning me. Fuckin'-A. There's no more blood in this turnip!!!
On TV: Friends Season 6
Listening to: Evanescence's cover of Korn's "Thoughtless"
Reading: This and that.
In my head: Glorious possibility for grandeur...or maybe just a job someday when I'm done with these degrees.