Floundering I Say!

So I've been sitting here on my not so comfy couch (it was cheap) wracking my brain, trying to figure out what to say to these stupid grad school people so that they will be all tingly in their happy parts at the mere thought of me attending their program. Okay, maybe that's a little overstated. But yes. With the wracking. It's not that I don't think I can do it once I get in. That I know. It scares me but if it didn't then there wouldn't be much point to my applying. What I'm not so sure of is what to say to them to convince them that I'd be a kick ass acquision. And I know I didn't spell that right but I can't be bothered to spell check. Back to the wracking. If I didn't have to get up at 5am tomorrow I'd have myself s couple of beers in hope that it would loosen me up a bit. Grrr. I so miss NSCAD. I miss having people around all the time to bounce my ideas off of. Here I have the Lilo. And she's just no good. I mean, she looks at me all serious like and tilts her head like she's really considering what I'm saying to her but in the end...no dice. She's cute but not so much with the communicating. Crap. Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap. And crap. Aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh! Why do I have to live in stupid Duncan so far away from anybody I could sit down over a coffee or a beer or whatever and talk to about this?! Refer now to my previous post. Grrrr. So frustrated. Maybe I'll have a bath. Because that's sure to help my chances. But hey, if I'm going to be driving myself into a spastic freakout frenzy I might as well be warm and good smelling while I do it.