well...

To say my self imposed assignment was a failure would be an understatement. It ended up looking like this:

The short version of the long story is this:
A drive that should have taken 15 minutes to get to a doctors appointment took an hour an a half and resulted in me screaming in the car "occupy snow plows" and "Brazil,I'm going to grad school in Brazil!!!"
Eating a very large and over sized lunch which ended with an much needed nap. Hence the computer and books and pug in the bed with me. (Don't judge my snooki-esque bed I am originally a long islander)
Waking up to attempt to write and my friend, whom I haven't seen in months ask me to dinner. Using the rational "Ben Franklin would want you to eat $2 taco Tuesdays"  I couldn't resist.

Strangely nothing got done.
Add to all that the impending doom of the start of the upcoming semester, the fact that I am neck deep in Phi Alpha Theta business, I really had no clue what I was thinking. Plus, I am not sure if you are aware how hard it is to dig up 10 facts about someone you know a lot about in one day. It was an unrealistic idea. The good thing that came out of this little failed mission is I learned somethings. What did I learn? You'll have to wait and see, I have to run off to the library now. But rest assured, I'm taking notes and even I am amazed at the things I am learning even in this short amount of time exploring life as a writer. A writer. Me!? Who knew.