"That's another thing to watch out for, young Merlin..."

Well, now UNC can't tell me they never received my check or my transcripts; I put them in their hands. Except I still have a rogue check flying around out there. Whomever gets hold of it isn't going to get much—only about $23; I don't keep extra money in that account—but it still worries me.

And I've finally finished my "Seven Heavenly Virtues" series! (Yes, I know, I only have six up right now; I'm waiting to post "Humility" for a day or so.) At last, one that I've actually completed! Now, it's time to crack down on that List of 100...(haha, yeah, right!)

I ran out of room on my flash drive for my books, so I can't really write until I get a new one of those, which is depressing. They don't make them with the same compression/encryption software anymore, not for less than $100. Of course, I don't have that money to slap down at the moment, and no one else even understands why I would want to. "It's not worth that." Maybe, but these books will never be anything but my babies; they will never go to a publisher, never do anything but sit on my computer; and I don't want to lose them! Besides, I know the compression software is the only reason that 256 MB drive has lasted me as long as it has. (Yes, 256 MB. This baby is ancient.)

Although, I think I may have found a way to keep dancing even though I don't have the money. But it will require investing in some equipment that I'm not sure I'll be able to get. Oh, well. Maybe it's just not meant to be. I just don't understand why everyone else gets to have everything I wanted. Seishi gets the dancing. Other people get the writing. What do I get? Physics. Lousy friggin' physics. Yes, I picked it, but it wasn't my first choice. I'm like the cheetah; I got the leftover colors, the leftover claws...