Bleeding Fiction

I finished my paper on time. Which is to say I finished it in enough time to run to campus, print it out at the library and get it into my professor's hands about three minutes before she walked out of her office for the summer. It was 14.5 pages long, which gets rounded up to 15 and means "mission accomplished."

I didn't have time to write a second draft. I pretty much never bother to do that for papers, anyway, but for this one I would've liked to. I figure an ambitious thesis deserves me showing a little ambition in the writing. Plus, it would've made it less painful when I had to re-read it next year for my thesis. Either way, it's good enough for now. I think.

I was interrupted mid-morning (and mid-paper writing) by the arrival of the UPS man, who had one, two, three (mwa ha ha!) packages from Amazon.com for me. It was a nice gift (also known as "how I spent a portion of my freakishly huge income tax refund"), and I made myself wait until I got back from handing in my paper to open it. I sort of didn't have a choice.

I got some books for school research ("Critical Terms for Religious Studies" and "Supermodernism"), some books for writing research ("Pacing the Void" and "Records of the Grand Historian" - oh, yes, The Ogre�, that's right: by Sima Qian) and some books that I just wanted to have (The second volume of "The Deer and the Cauldron" and Teresa's totally awesome "Making Book"). I got some DVDs (Gilmore Girls 3rd season, The Incredibles and Enemy at the Gates).

I also got some CDs (Tori Amos, The Beekeeper; Richard Shindell, Vuelta; Ben Folds, Songs for Silverman; and the Rushmore soundtrack. Rushmore is an awesome movie, with an awesome soundtrack and the girl who shows up towards the end playing Margaret Yang, Sara Tanaka, looks really and truly almost identical to my friend Vanessa, who I have sadly lost touch with.). The CD I did not get, due to my not, in fact, ordering it when I thought I had, was Ani DiFranco's Knuckle Down, which I really, really want. A trip to Best Buy this weekend will fix this oversight, as well as possibly get me a CD from the Pixies or the Shins or the Clash. Or possibly a coffee table.

Now I have to go and write a Fable tonight, to catch up to the fact that I didn't post one at the stroke of midnight (or a reasonable facsimile thereof), and also start reading for that other, seven page paper that I have due on Thursday. That one's much less ambitious (not ambitious at all, actually) and should be much, much easier.