Ten Minute, Ten Day Challenge

Game on, Computer.

Stark realizations make me think that I may be destined to become a hermit crab in the next life. Or this life. I've never been convinced Kafka's Metamorphosis wasn't based on true events. Plus, didn't your mother always tell you that if you make that face long enough, it'll stick? I'm fairly certain (within one standard deviation and under four degrees of freedom) that it applies to life habits as well. Which leads me to believe that if I keep my shenanigans up, I'll either become a hermit crab or the puppet that lived in the trash can on Sesame Street.

Side note: Oscar had it rough. He lived in a trash can, for crying out loud. I mean, let's be honest, what did he eat? Where did he go to the bathroom? If that were me then I'm sure I'd be grouchy, too. You'd think at least occasionally Bert and Ernie would let him crash on the couch or something...

Seriously, Jerks.

What was I talking about?

Oh yeah, so since I live the antithesis of what college life should be (Because who actually assumed college was for academic work and furthering your career prospects? Haven't you people watched American Pie 7 or whatever? The real U of M is featured in that film.) I am deciding now, and holding myself to it by announcing it to whomever still reads this thing, to get myself out of my books.

Once a day I will blog for ten minutes, starting today. The rules are:
1. Write about everything BUT academics, because right now they are the devil.
2. At least ten minutes must be perused in the act of writing. No watching America's Next Top Model in front of a blinking courser and calling it good. ...Not that I'd ever do that anyway.
3. I will do this for ten days straight.
4. When If I do succeed, I will reward myself with an undisclosed gift.

So this is basically a win-win. I'm hoping that it will prep me for talking to real people in the real world and I get a break from the hell-hole that is Microsoft Word in exchange for Blogger's wonderful interface. 

(If that won me any brownie points at all, Blogger. Add an umlaut function. I get sick of copy-pasting those suckers.)
Let the games begin and May the odds be ever in my favor.