boom. English majored.

- 115 days til that M.A. is in my hot little hands.  SCHWING.

• Checklist:
• pass the French exam
• sweet-talk my thesis through committee
• persuade our Hobbit-like Director to approve the red tape
• That flimsy little piece of paper better be worth the madness.  I have no qualms about cutting a b.

- 4 days til I found out if I have a real, legit, salaried, benis-boasting job next year.

• Keep your fingers crossed, you guys.
• I'm petrified.
• AND super over fighting the good anti-unemployment fight with my fellow peeps.  It is the worst.  Solidarity, peeps.

- 33 days to my first wedding experience ever.

• Fact: I have never been to a wedding.
• EVER.  They look fun on TV though.
• I was a flower girl twice in the early 90s, when my adorableness reigned supreme.  Neither wedding counts, however, as I was ineligible for either open bar.
• Fact: This wedding will be going down in New Orleans.
• In a jazz hall.
• During Mardi Gras season.
• Bonus: more beignets in NoLa than in Philly.
• I am working on my dance routine to "Thriller" as we intertube.

- 15 days to the last-ever LOST premiere.

• My LOST bets:
• Jack's story will end with "My name is Jack Shepherd and I am an alcoholic" (via @EWDocJensen). That is an excellent bet.
• SKate will crush Jate.  Duh.
• Stephen King will be revealed as the Smoke Monster.
• See: King's The Talisman. Boom: English majored.
• I have enjoyed blowing your mind today.
• Aaron is Ben. Obvs.
• The Valenzetti equation = the answer.
• It pretty much explains everything, DUH you guys
• Nutshell: predicts the moment of human extinction.  A la Doomsday Clock.
• Variables: human, animal, environmental factors
• Static values: 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42.
• DHARMA's project: control it. Seize universal power.
• I look forward to becoming master of the universe when my VE theory is proven
• Sawyer, in an unexpected reversal of sentiment, befriends the polar bear community in a dramatic and furry island coup
• Also a brand-new, big-city LOST party.
• My Philly friends are regretting the Evite. I can feel it.

I am horrified to realize it is more-than-halfway through January already.

I have this on a tshirt. Don't judge.