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+ It's February sixteenth. There's a thunderstorm out there. What the fuck? Seriously, like flashes of lighting and thunderous roars. As much as I'd much prefer a snowstorm, something that has been noticeably absent from this winter, I'll take what I can get.
+ No, wait, I take that back. All this rain means wet pants and a leaky shoe (just one, not two) and not being able to dress nicely, because the rain makes me not care about what I wear. It's very defeating.
+ They came this close to closing the school today. For slush and freezing rain, not real live snow. That means, I was this close to having a deferred midterm. But I didn't. Historically, my midterms or exams have always grazed snow days. Close, but no dice.
+ Lucas shaved his legs. For his sports injuries midterm, not for aesthetic purposes. He loves the babysoft feeling. Personally, I don't like it. I'm actually rather disturbed by it. I like my men manly, thankyouverymuch.
+ I'm finally done midterms and my Reading Week started at about 5:30pm today. Yesterday, I proclaimed that I'd drink tonight away. But I've only had one drink, and I'm really not in the mood for it. I think waking up at 5:30am does that to me.
+ I'm finally going to Body Worlds tomorrow and the experience will be simply magical. Magical, damnit!