Hezbollah Gets a TEN for Technique!
I didn't do ANYTHING I had on my list yesterday. God, I am such a fucktard. It's alright, really, because I do have the room to myself ALL weekend--*squee*--so, I'll have plenty of time to do everything on a much bigger list I am sure I will post later today.
This morning, my roommate gets up at six am and CALLS HER BOYFRIEND. I'm wide awake, thank you Emily! I really did only want five hours of sleep tonight! Gah! She calls him, I try to huff and roll over and sigh loudly, but it doesn't work. And then, she's up all morning. Lights on, packing bags, being generally noisey. The good news is, I fall back asleep--and dream about traveling in airplanes, I might add--sometime around eight and she leaves a little after. I woke up at nine and she was gone. Yay! I like her, I do, but HATE living in the dorms. A lot! And I don't have a home to go to on weekends to escape the crappy dorms and have the TV to myself for CNN time. So, tonight, for once, I will get to watch AC360. Just watch him not be on at all tonight. I think I might scream.
In other related news: I didn't get any work done last night, but I talked to some cool ass people. I'm excited about that. And, so, the warm fuzzies carry over into today.
Though, they'll be dead by the time I get to Russian.
And, because of my need for sleep and my roommate's depriving me of it, I decided--made the executive decision--to sleep in and skip poplitical science. Oops. I didn't have an article anyway. I just don't want to read any more about Foley.
Other than that, it's CNN and coffee and happy tonight. I'm probably going to go to the store tomorrow and clean my room. This will all make me very happy. But, basically, I have to get through the day first.
...I think I'll be moderately okay.
Moderately.
Al-Qaeda You Are a Crafty Bunch!
This morning, my roommate gets up at six am and CALLS HER BOYFRIEND. I'm wide awake, thank you Emily! I really did only want five hours of sleep tonight! Gah! She calls him, I try to huff and roll over and sigh loudly, but it doesn't work. And then, she's up all morning. Lights on, packing bags, being generally noisey. The good news is, I fall back asleep--and dream about traveling in airplanes, I might add--sometime around eight and she leaves a little after. I woke up at nine and she was gone. Yay! I like her, I do, but HATE living in the dorms. A lot! And I don't have a home to go to on weekends to escape the crappy dorms and have the TV to myself for CNN time. So, tonight, for once, I will get to watch AC360. Just watch him not be on at all tonight. I think I might scream.
In other related news: I didn't get any work done last night, but I talked to some cool ass people. I'm excited about that. And, so, the warm fuzzies carry over into today.
Though, they'll be dead by the time I get to Russian.
And, because of my need for sleep and my roommate's depriving me of it, I decided--made the executive decision--to sleep in and skip poplitical science. Oops. I didn't have an article anyway. I just don't want to read any more about Foley.
Other than that, it's CNN and coffee and happy tonight. I'm probably going to go to the store tomorrow and clean my room. This will all make me very happy. But, basically, I have to get through the day first.
...I think I'll be moderately okay.
Moderately.
Al-Qaeda You Are a Crafty Bunch!