woot-woot!

As of 9:24 PM, I have completed AND submitted 2/4 (Gonzaga and Seattle U) college applications! -Please refrain from clapping until the end, but thank you. I feel like I've had some seriously heavy slime lifted from my shoulders... Whew (as I wipe the sweat from my forehead and brow).

Speaking of brows...
I hate when you're tooling along, living your life, and you suddenly realize that one of your eyebrow hairs has grown so large that it's curling down in front of your peripheral vision or its just tweaking out all weird-like. You think you can easily find it and root it out, but you grasp at it with your fingers and you can't seem to touch it. It's like a desert mirage.
So you look in a mirror and discover that the mutant hair has reverted to its secret identity. Part of the flock. Just hanging out with lots of other nondescript, normal-sized hairs. And then you leave and go do something else and what happens? That's right. The beast is back on the job. Other eyebrow hairs run screaming from its monstrous presence. Unfortunately, you have to go to class. And you sit in class. And you don't look at anybody. Because you're scared of someone getting smart and saying, "Hey, no one gave me a handout of the homework. Elaina, could you use your eyebrow hair to lasso me a copy?"