I have been in extreme pain all day for a variety of reasons which I will not specify, except for this: does anyone know if a sprained ankle can start aching several months after the fact? Because I sprained mine very badly in October and I was having trouble with it for a few hours this morning.
We took our World History test about WWI today, and I think I did pretty well. There was one question that will torment me until I know the answer - which country was well-equipped for war, but unprepared for the defensive style that WWI took? It was multiple choice. I said Austria, because Italy was barely involved, France was good at defense, and Russia was poorly-equipped. Anyone want to ease my mind about this by telling me if I'm right or not?
Regarding my original novel: Bah. Rewriting sucks. Although I enjoy writing my characters in the morning.
And also, someone has to come beat me over the head with a mallet or else I'm probably never going to work on my fanfics again. At the very least I should upload the first chapter of my HP fic.
Maybe I can get Dad to take me to buy SG-1 S1 today. Life would be so much easier if I had a driver's license. Oh, wait, we're baby-sitting tonight, aren't we. @(!(@$(*! Maybe he'll take me anyway, Mom's perfectly capable of watching the kidlets...
We took our World History test about WWI today, and I think I did pretty well. There was one question that will torment me until I know the answer - which country was well-equipped for war, but unprepared for the defensive style that WWI took? It was multiple choice. I said Austria, because Italy was barely involved, France was good at defense, and Russia was poorly-equipped. Anyone want to ease my mind about this by telling me if I'm right or not?
Regarding my original novel: Bah. Rewriting sucks. Although I enjoy writing my characters in the morning.
And also, someone has to come beat me over the head with a mallet or else I'm probably never going to work on my fanfics again. At the very least I should upload the first chapter of my HP fic.
Maybe I can get Dad to take me to buy SG-1 S1 today. Life would be so much easier if I had a driver's license. Oh, wait, we're baby-sitting tonight, aren't we. @(!(@$(*! Maybe he'll take me anyway, Mom's perfectly capable of watching the kidlets...