October 31, 2002 :: 11:45 p.m.
perhaps you should prop them open with toothpicks
I opened this little box about 20 minutes ago. Then I got distracted with stuff. I should really be asleep right now, since Anthropology calls in 8 hours... but bleh. I'm not sleepy. So I'm up, listening to Tori (have you gotten it yet? huh? GO! NOW!) and finishing up a new layout. Yes, already. I am aware that this one has been up for about three days, but this fact is irrelevant to me. I like it, I think it's pretty, but it's just not... me, I guess. I'm not a pink sort of person. I'm a grey sort of person, and an orange sort of person, so that's what it shall be. And it's bigger! That = more room to type.
Words should never be cramped.
My mom was supposed to call me today, to talk about going shopping tomorrow (I need winter clothes in a desperate sort of way). She never did. *frowns* I'm not quite sure what to make of that. Although really, it's entirely possible that she called while I wasn't here. She doesn't leave work until about 3, and I had Statistics until 3:20, and then Adam and I went to Giant to score some Halloween candy and to Mama's for dinner. But she usually leaves a message. Hrm.
On a lighter note, I went running tonight. Though in my case, "awkward jogging" would be a more appropriate term. I only went around the track three times (3/4 mile, I think), because I haven't exercised in so long that breathing was becoming an issue and my eyelids were starting to hurt. Yes, my eyelids. I am so far out of shape that I've invented a new shape - very round. I do feel better for it, though. Too bad the chocolate that I just ate completely negated any calories that I burned jogging.
Hey, at least I made an effort, right? I know I've said this before (like 500 times), but I really do want to try to go jogging more often. It's quiet, and it gets rid of some frustration - and fat, although I'd have to run from Pennsylvania to freaking North Dakota to burn off all of my fat. Farther, probably. Maybe Seattle would get the job done.
Anyway... ooh! I almost forgot. I have a B in Statistics! Granted, it's only like 2 points into the B-range, but it's still a B, and as such it is enough to send me into cardiac arrest. I am so shocked. I'd never even shoot for an A, because let's face it, that requires a level of comprehension of useless mathematics that I just can't get to, so a B is like... whoa. Yup. Definitely whoa.
So yes, now that that shocking news has been conveyed, I'm going to putz around with the new layout for a while. And then go to bed, because I'm actually starting to get a bit sleepy. 'Night.
edited 12:46 a.m. Hey! It's up, as you can see. This is definitely my favorite so far.
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