I learned such good music geek gossip tonight. Bloodcurdlingly good music geek gossip. I'm not really sure why I just said "bloodcurdlingly". I guess I just felt like it. Erm, anyway, this gossip was so bad, it's good. No, I'm not going to share. Haha. Who'da thunk Gradschoolville would be the scene of so much drama?

Anyway, is it really November 7th? That means next week is the Week of Death. You know, the week I've been flipping to in my planner for months and staring at with dread. Yeah. But one good thing though- we did convince Dr. Ethnomusicology Professor to move back the due date for our paper. Yay. I guess. Of course "yay" means more time to procrastinate and then more stress... :-/.

Oh. Remember my Tripartite Theory of why there are no good available men in Gradschoolville? You shouldn't, because I never actually explained it. Anyway, I have decided to ditch that theory. You know why? I am obviously destined to become a nun anyway so any possible reasons for chronic singledom have become irrelevant. But see, I am not going to become a nun in the traditional Catholic or Buddhist sense. I have a feeling I am going to start a new religious order. What that will be, I'll have to get back to you on. Although, I'm sure it will involve a lot of sporadic praying to God/Buddha/Allah/Mother Nature/R2D2/Bill Clinton/Ben & Jerry and a lot of mango margaritas. And no, punkathena, my new religion will not involve any sort of commune in Quebec, nor are you allowed to start one there anyway.

Hmmm. Perhaps my last entry made more sense. I don't recall. Anyway, have a lovely evening all. :)

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