Fall Quarter

So under my "To-do lists" tab on OneNote, I have a section for blog ideas. Because I've been busy with school, I haven't been able to update as much as I'd like to, but I've made a list of all the things I've wanted to write about. Here is that list:

Auction

Detergent

Making out until the end of time

That other dream

Finals

That fanfic

In retrospect, I'm not quite sure what I meant by "That other dream" and "That fanfic." I'm sure those entries, were they to ever come to fruition, would have been magical and fascinating. Alas, I cannot write about something  I know nothing about, so those shall be struck from the list. 

Auction

Detergent

Making out until the end of time

That other dream

Finals

That fanfic

Last year, I was awarded an academic scholarship from my local Rotary club. This year, they asked me to speak at their annual auction, as they were collecting donations for the current batch of scholarship winners. I had a good time. The people there were nice, and it was a very classy event (I dusted off one of my nicer dresses, that was nice). I was allowed one guest, so my father accompanied me. We spent most of the evening evaluating the many items up for auction and not bidding on anything. After dining on a complementary meal of what I am fairly sure was prawns, pork and the most delicious potatoes I have ever tasted, we watched the rest of the auction.

They were selling a puppy. It was cute.

Also, the way our table was set up, there was chocolate cake at every other place, and this odd, gelatinous blueberry souffle in the remaining places. At first, I was placed with the souffle, but then somebody showed up and wanted to sit next to one of his associates, so we all had to move down a seat. While it completely destroyed my unstable understanding of silverware placement, it did move me away from the souffle, which I had a small taste of later; it was reminiscent of rubber. 


Score for me; I got the cake.

Auction

Detergent

Making out until the end of time

That other dream

Finals

That fanfic

Several weeks ago, I was visiting my hometown for the weekend. Coincidentally, my aunt was visiting from Oklahoma. While my mom and her sisters were out, and my dad was at work, I had the house to myself. I had promised I would do the laundry while they were gone, so I had just started the washer and dryer. A few minutes later, I heard a loud "thud" from the laundryroompantry. When I went to check what it was, all I saw was a large, solid blue spot on the laundryroompantry floor. I am ashamed to admit that it took me longer than necessary to figure out that the growing puddle of thick blue liquid on the floor was, in fact detergent. 

I'm really glad I wasn't into Portal at the time. I would have expected to fall through the floor and then been really confused.

That is what Portal does to you.

Every single towel, washcloth, dishcloth and the socks I had been wearing later, we had sopped up most of the detergent, but there was still a large quantity of it underneath the washing machine and the dryer. We had to move them so the detergent wouldn't soak through the wood and damn us all to walking around on buckling floors. This task, of course, was delegated to me.

"Now, Katy," my mother said cheerfully. "While you're back there, I also want you to clean the backs of the washer and dryer."

Despite the fact that I do not do well with dust, I did as I was told. Then, after I and my thoroughly dust-covered clothing emerged from the cramped inferno of vents and grime, my mother informed me that I would have to go back to my previous location to connect the flimsy aluminum-looking dryer pipe to the wall. 


I consider myself flexible in mind, but not in body. This new task required me to be flexible in body. After what I consider in my mind to be an impressive show of my gymnastic abilities (i.e. me blundering about and looking decidedly not impressive), I finally returned to stable ground. 


I didn't do that many chores when I was younger. This was an experience for me.

Auction

Detergent

Making out until the end of time

That other dream

Finals

That fanfic

Wow, um...the Making Out Until the End of Time thing is kind of hard to explain. In fact, I don't know why I put it on this list, since it is based entirely on inside jokes. Let's just say it involves characters in my in-progress novel, roundabouts, take-your-father-to-school day and the contemplation of two really bored college students and leave it at that. 

Auction

Detergent

Making out until the end of time

That other dream

Finals

That fanfic


Not much to say about finals either. I got a C on two of them and a B- on another. The Biology final was incomprehensible. Seriously. I expected to get far less credit. Fun fact: finals make your head hurt, but I expect all of you know this by now. Retrospectively, I was probably going to say something more clever here, but if I was, I have forgotten.

Auction

Detergent

Making out until the end of time

That other dream

Finals

That fanfic


Now, I can check off my entire to-do list of blog ideas. That will be nice. In a perfect world, I would be able to provide a greater quantity of shorter updates, but looking at my trend here, you'll probably just get a lengthy information overload two to three months from now.