So I just got back from New Student Orientation. I still need to take a one day course at the end of February to rewrite my degree plan before I'll know exactly when I can graduate...but if I don't wuss out again it should be before Jboy. I hope. Instead of the three classes I needed two years ago, I think it'll be more like five or six. And I'm only going to do one at a time this go round.
I'm probably bugging my neighbors because I'm listening to Fair to Midland as loud as my crappy cd player will go. They were playing early 80's lite FM at the orientation. Thought I might have to poke my eyes out with all the new shiny pens I got, but I'm sure that would have only enhanced my hearing and made my head explode. The frikken Christmas carols on the boat weren't that bad, and my ears were bleeding then.
Speaking of the boat...I'm ready for another vacation. Why do human beings still live in Minnesota? It's fucking cold. And it's not even technically cold yet. Macaroni loves the skiing, that's what he's doing right now, but I'm not an outdoorsy person even when the weather's nice. Need to work on moving somewhere warmer. Or Scotland. In like eight years.
Nothing good on the interwebs to link to. No good Netflix reviews...I fell asleep during The Limey...so I don't know if it was good or not. So instead I'll give you this, little Summer all grown up and dismembered. Hopefully the strike will end soonish so that we can get an entire season. I hate that another FOX show looks good. It's the kiss of death.


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