More with the miscellaneous.

Things I've been forgetting to mention:

My commission from ursulav arrived last week, and it looks the tremendously terrific. Cow heads! Woo! Cow heads! Moo!

teinedreugan got me a terrific early birthday present: a heavy metal and glass goblet, with the bowl of the goblet supported by a pair of winged Aset figures. It's gorgeous. I have it upstairs with my statues at the moment; it'll get a nice central place when I put together my altar.

Now for the gnawing ponderly:

The current thought about the college thing is trying to apply to BU for archaeology. Most of the modern languages I want to pick up I can do through the Boston Language Institute if I want to go that route. If I don't place out of whatever foreign language requirements BU has (I placed out of Wellesley's and took a little Greek anyway) I'll study Yoruba. (Also available at BLI, but, man, Yoruba. To quote ibnfirnas, "Besides, Yoruba religion's at the root of Santeria and Vodoun. Which makes it interesting right -there-.")

This may mean calling them to get information about how they feel about transferring credit from people who went insane and dropped out of school in 1997, and whether they'll let me. Or sending them an email; sending them an email is much less frightening. Scary damn things, telephones. Must discuss with teinedreugan. Also must talk to the BU people about how they feel about part-time students or adult going back to schoolness or whatever. I know they do part-timers, I saw it listed when I was scowling at tuitions.

I don't think I'd have any issues with getting in if I were applying seven years ago; I had the IB diploma, kickass SATs and AP exams to back that up, and hadn't been out of school for coming on six years (since I left Wellesley in mid-February, coming up on nearly exactly). I have no idea what my "medical leave" and subsequent indifference to formal schooling will do to that. Sigh.

Well, that's the news from my pondering. Back to work (one sentence so far today; not adequate).

iTunes is trying to break my spirit.

Three Ravens followed by Pop Goes the World. Followed by The Night Before, but that doesn't hurt half as much for emotional whiplash effect, and that to Cryin' is practically straightforward.

But Three Ravens to Pop Goes the World? Agh.

This is a wordcount post: yesterday's was 130.

Today's, 631.

... okay, it's still trying to break my spirit. I decide to go to bed, and it starts with "Enter Sandman". Hah, yes, I know I need to sleep now. Up quite early to get ready to go to MFA with healwlove.