We are supposed to get around 40 inches of snow. Or something ridiculous like that. I do NOT want to be stuck in my house for the entire day/weekend. My roommates are taxing enough as it is seeing them less than 4 hours a day. But luckily school is cancelled tomorrow! Smooth move SVU. Smooth move! I maybe now can work for a few hours and not be horrifyingly poor. Because that is what I am, as of late. Terribly, horribly poor. That's what happens when you for 10 hours for the entire month of January. So please February, be fruitful in the form of paychecks.
In other news, I figured out how to sync the audio and video for my webcam, which initially frustrated me with its inability to cooperate and then delighted me when I learned how to trick it into submission. This also seems to be the way all relationships in my life work. Hmmm. Interesting.
Speaking of relationships. Benedict's class today killed me. I apparently am the only person with brains enough to carry on an intelligent conversation with him. And by intelligent, I mean I am not afraid to disagree with him. Even if he is an award-winning author/lawyer/influential/slightly-scary/intimidating man. So I spoke my mind on love and life today. And I am all the better for it. Even though I was called a fem-nazi, and am pretty sure I will never get a date at this school for the remainder of my life. But, I at least gained the respect of a superior and wasted an ample portion of our near 3 hour class period. So, kudos to myself. I am just amazing, apparently.
Uhm. Brief updates?
I received an A for amazing on my Oliver Twist paper. Yeah, the one that I whipped out 2 hours before it is due and didn't even READ the entire novel for. Amazing. I am gloating, yes, that's what I look like when I gloat.
School lagged on forever today. Thursdays are killer. Usually I am in class from 8am until 9:30pm. Luckily today I was only in class from 2pm until 9pm. It still is a seriously long time to only have a 15 minute break in between 7 hours of instruction. Anyways.
Life is all together bueno. I have had short hair now for 1 week and I think I may be getting used to it. One day I'll wake up and not scream when I look in the mirror in fear that I died in my sleep and my spirit has possessed a man's body....
I get really weird late at night. I should go to bed before 10pm always so as to not frighten everybody I know. Then again, NOBODY reads this blog. Therefore, I am pretty content being a weirdy.
Keep warm. Buy a snuggie.
Love.
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