Warped Isolation

This is me, blathering on about my life in general. Sometimes I wax poetic, sometimes I wax wacky and sometimes I wax thought-provoking. Whatever it is you hope to find here, I hope you find it. I welcome any and all comments, so feel free.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

nooooooooooooooooooooo!

I have been completely turned around so far this week.

I woke up yesterday thinking it was wednesday, which doesn't make any sense. And today was spent thinking that today was thursday, which also doesn't make sense. I went on blissfully today after class, making half-plans (which are better than plans, because if you don't feel like it, you don't have to do them) of walking somewhere in the beautiful +1 weather we're having, until I had an epiphany: today isn't thursday, its tuesday, and tuesdays mean sitting in the freezing cold snakepit for 3 hours listening to Soldan talk about stupid Canadian authors that no one reads anyway.

Stupid Atwood.

Not that I don't like the class, I just dont like 3 hours of it in a room where my fingernails literally turn purple from the cold and I have to wash them in scalding water at breaktime to regain feeling in them.

So all of my lovely half-plans were dashed to bits. *sob*

current music: Heartbreak Hotel, Elvis Presley

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Soldan's class"???

I thought he was captured by the Americans and awaiting trial.....

Yah, I know I already made that joke, but it's funnier the second time around...........

And now back to Elvis......

10:14 p.m.  

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