Why does my room never have a normal temp?

[iciclelily]

It seems my room is always hot or very cold. Today is it very cold. This I do not understand, its not even this cold outside! Anyway, I suppose it passes and parishs like everything. I went to the CPR Lounge (no not some life saving something the Classics, Phil, and Religion) to work on my archaeology project. I have no idea how to do this for real. I need to go see my prof at some point, I don't know how to tell if an ancient oil lamp is handmade or mouldmade, or if the clay is coarse or fine. Nor do I know how to research the decorations on it to find out the century/decade its from. Such bs, I don't want to dig things out of the ground, I just want to study things that people did that for me already. I mean really thats why civilization is so great right now anyway, dependance on others for basic needs so you can study pointless histories or clothes or who knows what. I don't have to go pick cotton to make the sweatshirt I'm wearing and there for I can be wasting my time writing here now. Fantastic. I think its bed time soon. I've been so tired lately. I think its this six hours of practicum a week. Spotys Middle is sorta far away too, like 20m in at the least. And thats if you hit a lot of green lights. I don't mind, its just when you have to get there at 7:45, makes it an early morning. At least I found out today that my 25min long presentation for latin 354 isn't on the 26th but the 2nd of April. Thrilling. Another weeek to write a paper on Elegic Mistress, fact, fiction, or ...? Damn Tubullus and his crap writings. Worst author since Plautus. I guess it isn't that bad to hate two writters out of thousands of years worth of Latin. I also need to come up with some sort of creative lesson for teaching some mythology. I would perfer it be student based and not teacher centered instruction, really what 8th grader wants to hear me talk for a period or two about Jupiter and Posiedon? I think I'd perfer to do some sort of mini-lesson followed by time to do a project, but I don't know how to pull that off, I don't really think its possible at least for the few hours I spent with them a week. Few what crap, I want a class of my own. This stupid feeling of wanted to be a grown up needs to back away. This wanting to get married, have a classroom of my own, have kids and a house preoccupies my mind more than I should let it. I guess thats what I get from working with kids and dating a 26 year old. Oh well, I've got my patience.

I've decided that I love Johnson's Lavender and Chamomile baby powder. This has nothing to do with the previous statements. It just smells so good and has so many uses. Its this calming light purple on white container, its just wonderful.

I caught up on the alumni emails at work today. Taking a week off is apparently more work than I figured. I came back to 57 emails. It has taken me seven hours of work. Thats a lot. Especially since I am only allowed to put in 10 hours a week since its on campus.

OKay I know I already complained about this tonight, but for serious, why is my room cold?