My Psych teacher is insane. I'm sure of it. Because of this, she is the best teacher I've had at JJC. We have a movie review due at the end of the semester. We can do it any way we want- the examples she gives are a paper, a cartoon, or an audio tape. I'm going to have fun with that. Even better than that, here are the movie choices and what ( Read more... )

When did my friends become such flakes ( Read more... )

Today was my first day of class. Even though I waited till the last possible second (I signed up half an hour before my class started) I got a nice schedule. I have Psychology of the Personality Tuesday and Thursday mornings, English 102 on Thursday afternoons, Russian with a private tutor that I'll probably schedule on Tuesday afternoons, and ( Read more... )

I went to Wizard World this weekend. I planned on tracking down original copy of the first ten issues of Sandman (I have the collector's edition reprints) to round out my collection, but I am easily distracted by pretty things ( Read more... )

Punch and Judy are at it again ( Read more... )

Is wanting to make plans in advance too much to ask? A few weeks ago I invited a friend to see a Styx cover band with me in Chicago this Thursday evening. I live in Joliet and he lives in DeKalb, so I would have to drive an hour and a half to pick him up then another hour and a half to Chicago, then make the same drive back after the concert. I ( Read more... )

We celebrated Solstice at Starved Rock State Park in Utica. We stayed at Landers House Bed and Breakfast. We did lots of hiking. It was awesome.

My book shelves kamikaze-ed today. They tipped over side ways and collapsed. I suppose that's what happens when I house my crazy amount of books on cheapo K-Mart bookshelves. If Chris and I had been sleeping when it happened, they would have collapsed right onto our heads. And there are a helluva lot of books. And pictures and stuff. I'm not ( Read more... )

I had a fantastic, though exhausting, weekend.

laughingimp, montanacowgirl and I played mini golf at Haunted Trails. I got a hole in one, which didn't quite offset the two holes I got a 10 on. (Stupid little hills.) I kicked ass at Skee Ball though. We donated all our tickets to a really cute little boy ( Read more... )

And they're at it again.

She's yelling up at their third story window from the parking lot.

Which means she's yelling right in front of my window.

It seems that, while his favorite word is fuck, hers is bitch.

I really think Chris and I are the only sane couple in the building.