I’m writing this blog post while my study partner for the New Testament Survey final makes a McDonald’s run. When he gets back, hopefully we can complete the four hours of joint studying our professor requires in order for us to work together on the final tomorrow. While that’s really not as tedious as it sounds, mostly thanks to copious amounts of Swedish Fish Eggs and random fits of distracted ramblings, it is certainly time consuming. Ah, well, what else could one expect from finals week?
So I was planning on writing a nice Mother’s Day post yesterday, but the Letters to Lauren Faust project sort of exploded and took over my entire Sunday. While that is undeniably the coolest interruption I’ve ever had the privilege to experience, the busyness of it all put me off my scheduled blogging groove a little, so I might not be able to write a Mother’s Day post to do my Mom justice until finals are out of the way (sorry, Mom).
Speaking of Letters to Lauren Faust, as of now the collection is at 121, which is absolutely astounding, and the submissions have mostly quieted down. I really need to set aside some time to read them all, there are some incredible stories in there. A big thanks goes out to all the bronies who submitted their letters, and an extra big thanks to mazeedibeedi and ThreeSix on PonyGAF for sending the post to Equestria Daily, and to Sethisto at Equestria Daily for featuring Letters to Lauren Faust. Without you this project never would have become what it did. You guys are fantastic. As for the progress of the project, I have sent Lauren a note on deviantArt informing her of our endeavor and asking her to stop by and take a look, but she hasn’t been active there since then. She should get the note next time she logs in, and with any luck she’ll read the letters and send some kind of confirmation that she did so. Which would be awesome beyond words.
I guess that’s all the news I have for this scatter-brained update post, and Darius will be back with his McFood any minute now, so without further ado this is your friendly neighborhood faithful student Tim Newton signing out and hitting the books. Or maybe I should just read them. Yeah, that would make more sense.