Why do I get the sinking feeling that, despite all our prep-work and planning, PsiJam tonight is going to be a complete and utter disaster?

...O.o

SNOW.

*squees girlishly, until she realizes she still has to go to class*

Crap.

We really have the craziest weather here in NC. It was pleasantly warm two days ago and now it's bloody cold. On the upside, there was S'mores to roast in the Pit over hobo-style trashcan fires. So not only did I manage to stay warm, I got tasty treats out of it ( Read more... )

I like sleeping in, especially when I've earned it. Finished my term paper for Anthropology at 5am Fri. morning, roughly typing ten pages in eight hours. Then, I watched What's Eating Gilbert Grape, got breakfast and went to class to turn in the aforementioned paper. Got back to my room and completely crashed. Totally slept for ten hours. I really ( Read more... )

So. It's about 2:30am in the morning and I've finished my Hamlet paper. I think I managed some clever arguements but of course, like last time, the Professor is going to be a picky rat bastard and give me something like a B+ when I deserved an A simply because he doesn't like my style of writing ( Read more... )

How hard does Snakes of a Plane rock? It rocks so very hard. I may never again see another film that rocks this hard. Oh man, it's even more fun when you're seeing it in a group. Truly a piece of art.

Halloween was a lot of fun as usual, mainly 'cause I had good friends to spend it with. I'm thinking next year I'll do a different costume besides Dorothy... something tasteful but unique. If I could get a group thing going all the better but none of this 'slutty suchandsuch' crap. I'm tired of that. Unless I go as someone in my Anthropology class ( Read more... )

Cold. So very very cold. Seriously, my feet... I can't feel them. I don't know how I'm gonna survive Halloween in my Dorothy costume if it's gonna be this cold.

Pain. Owwww, the pain is not a friend.

More Good News: Finished Shakespeare paper a day early.
Bad News: I'm sick. Sore-Throat + Fever business. Ick.

*rummages through her types of tea for relief.*

Fritz! You're home! *dances about clutching her baby, making soothing noises.* Ohhhh, my poor baby. I know, I know, you've got amnesia, Momma knows... she'll make it better. But for now, I'm just so glad you're home!

*cough*

Um, yes. Computer's back, although he doesn't remember anything at the moment. Things ought to be back to normal in a couple of ( Read more... )