GAH!!! I didn't consider the fact that moving homes while finals are looming would put me in a general state of grumpiness. hah, penis. Its hard to concentrate on reading when your shoes, clothes, books, bags, belongings are on the floor. My room is hodge podge right now and with the wind blowing I'm really quite irritated. Plus all the pants that fit me are crumpled in
bebopboy's laundry bags. So I'm wearing some that are too long for me. Lameness all around.
Went to see Gloria Steinam last night. I might have set my hopes too high for that one. I sat alone and listened to statistics and left after someone asked if she would ever consider running for president. *ugh*
In other news, I finished my stupid book cover for Design. All I have left is a paper on The Tempest, a paper on Faulkner's Absolam! Absolam!, study for my astronomy final, get some special paper so I can tell my design profs how I made my sturdy carboard chair. (no stool)
Yay for finals. I want this quarter to be over and for me to be on the road to SF.