A Dull Night at the Mill
I am wildly bored right now. Awaiting the arrival of my chariot home. Home sweet sweet sweet home. Ahhh Larch can really suck the marrow from one's bones. Or mine anyway. Speaking of sucking things from bodies (and not in that way, you pervy Brazilian), I was supposed to have had a very important blood test done about two weeks ago. And I was going to do it this morning, but I forgot not to take my medicine. Drat, I said. This semester is more fabulous than I could have hoped. Buongiorno. Come va? Sto benone! Ciao. Yes, you guessed it, italiano! Va bene. My other courses, including LArch are significantly more tolerable than last semester's. With the exception, of course, of GEOSC 020 which is Hell in a classroom. I mean it. Dr. Nyblade may very well be Lucifer himself. Which would be unfortunate, seeing as I have previously sold my soul to the Dark Prince for a Mello Yello. But what can I say? I was thirsty. What else? Hmmmmm, oh! My birthday is rapidly approaching. FIVE days, to be exact. And what a glorious day it will be. I like birthdays because I don't have to do anything. And on my birthday this year, I will have only one class and that will be at 3:30. And it will be ITALIANO. So, you see, I am headed only up and never down. While the mania feels like heaven, I will settle for a pleasant Purgatory. Ciao, mes amis.