This is getting a little too frequent

Never expected to journal this much, oh, ever. But recently I've had a lot to say. For starters, the Mai Lai days haven't stopped. My Mai Lai week is growing into a week and a half. If I knew how to cut these things off, I would, but it seems like I have no means of doing so. Help me, please. Second, that Psychopathology project I mentioned before, well, it netted me an A. Dr. Clements, the coolest professor I have, told me that she loved it. I didn't really think it was that good, but I guess me, Miss Weeks and Mr. Varella did a damn fine job. Check it out here. Now, for the really good stuff. I may have found someone to take the Woozle's place in my eyes (assuming I continue to get the runaround). I don't have a cute, endearing, esoteric name for her yet. I'm working on that. The best ones come up spontaneously, ala Woozle. Now, I just need to muster up the courage (said in Sean Connery accent). Yes, the courage to proceed in the quest for the holy grail of female humans. Okay, enough of that. Truth be told, I don't know where the quest is supposed to end. Shit, I'll be happy just to be able to sit down and have coffee with this one (although she doesn't do well with the caffine sometimes), and see where it goes from there. That's enough. I'll avoid rambling tonight. I'll save that for later in the week, when I begin tearing semi-mullet shaped hair out once again. Hasta Lumbago