March 06, 2003 :: 11:53 a.m.
snow. sknow. snoe. sknoe. sno. skno.
Yes, this is pretty much the only CD I've listened to for the past three days. It's good. I think I may have some mutated form of OCD where I just like repetition. Or perhaps I'm just a creature of habit.
I have to pack stuff tonight. It's going to suck, and also be a giant pain in my ass. Some really smart person in a position of power here at the college decided that the parking lot behind my dorm will remain closed off until tomorrow morning, so now those of us who want to get our cars packed tonight and avoid the mad rush of people tomorrow are completely screwed. I'm going to have to trudge out to the Gold Lot in the freezing cold and snow, put my car in the nearest parking lot (which isn't really that near at all), make a million trips back and forth to load the car, take it back to the Gold Lot, and then walk back here. In the snow. Did I mention the snow? Yeah, there's now. Lots and lots of it. It's 28 degrees. The forecast for tomorrow is 45. I'm getting very, very tired of this yo-yo weather.
I wore my sandals this morning, because I was too lazy to search for clean socks. This was a very bad idea. It was wet and slushy and my toes were cold. Blah. That pretty much sums up my morning for you - blah. English was long and boring and I was too tired to comprehend much of anything at all. After class I had to go to Lynch and see my 2-D Design professor, to catch up on what I missed on Tuesday. Adam waited for me in the little office area, which was really nice of him. He's so sweet like that. We missed breakfast because of that stupid little meeting, too. Boo to my 2-D Design professor. Our final project for the class is to design a new flag for a country. I wanted Japan, but some bastard took it. There were only two left to choose from, and I got Chile. I barely know where Chile is. Geography is not my forte.
There are at least two packages waiting for me at home. Weee! Too bad my Ghost of the Robot CD isn't here yet. If it doesn't come by tomorrow, I probably won't get it until after break. And that will make me even more grumpy than usual. Grrrr.
My stomach hurts. A lot. I think I'm coming apart at the seams.
I'm going to go play with Illustrator until Adam comes to fetch me. Cheers.
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