FINALS START IN THREE DAYS.

Please excuse me while I scream and flail a little in my mind.

So. I have an urge to talk about my day.

Well, not really, but as I can't take the nap I wanted because there's a school maintenance man sitting inside my door, I may as well take an opportunity to vent.

I had a big, grade-defining paper coming up. I knew about it for months. And in keeping with my horrid tendency to procrastinate, I don't start working on it until two days prior. I set a rather weak goal for myself-- the paper needs to be at least ten pages long, so I'll write five on Saturday and five on Sunday. Solid plan.

I write three on Saturday. Okay, still no big deal.

It's elevon o' clock, Sunday night, and I'm on page seven, realizing this is going to turn out to be at least eleven pages, but more likely twelve. Fuck. Well, okay, I've pulled all-nighters before. I buy myself a cup of coffee and work my damndest not to get distracted.

Seven-thirty AM, I finally finish the damn thing. I was right-- twelve pages.

I know sleep is out of the question until 3 o'clock, as I have a solid block of classes, but that's okay, I tell myself. I go and get breakfast, a little twitchy from not having slept, but overall feeling fine I remember I agreed to bring someone project materials from my room so they can set up for a booth in the main student building. I return to the reject motel building I call home.

...Only to find my door won't open. It's 8 AM, I'm cold and tired and in no mood for shenanigans, it's looking like it's going to rain, and the little red light on the card reader just keeps flashing back at me. Okay. Okay. I'll go to the RA's office, that's what they're there for. Only because I'm in the rat-trap motel, we don't have 24 hour security personnel like the other buildings, and the RA room doesn't open until 9. So I have to call the RA on duty, (who is actually not even from our building). She comes over, unlocks the RA room so I can actually wait inside somewhere warm while this is settled, and she puts in a call.

She tells me maintenance is going to call her back with an estimate of when they can get to my door. I say cool, I'm fine with chilling. I just want to know if I'll need to find somewhere else to wait for a while until this all gets sorted out.

...The girl doesn't even wait four minutes before she's collecting her stuff and saying I should go wait outside my door and that she's sure maintenance will be there soon. Obviously waiting for a return call would cut into her not-doing-her-job time or something. So now I'm pissed, and hurt, because I just let her leave without protest like a pussy (which means, btw, that I was locked out of the nice warm room again), and I go sit on the motel steps like some vagrant. Being sleep-deprived means my emotional barriers are just non-existent, so I get pissed about the fact that I'm crying as well, and the whole situation is just Not Good.

It of course starts to rain. Because hell, why not?

An hour passes, and at this point the actual building personnel come and unlock the RA room, so I get to tell my RA what happened and return to waiting in the warm room. I receive sympathy and a warm snickerdoodle. I feel somewhat better. I collect myself again, and watch Jon Stewart on the shared TV until maintenance comes... three hours later.

"I'm sure they'll be here soon." Aha. Ha.

The guy gets my door open, but says it's going to take a while. I don't care at this point, as I still have to get these project materials to this girl and then go to class. Said project materials get rained on, but they get there in one piece.

The classes go okay. I self-medicate with a smoothie and a small bag of Chex Mix, and by my third class I'm actually feeling back in spirits again, even despite the fact that I haven't been able to shower or change clothes and I feel like a hobo. I conk out during my fourth class, and man oh man am I looking forward to coming back and napping in my room for three hours. It's all I'll be able to get, as I have to wake up for a talk/discussion the Unitarian Universalist group I'm a part of is hosting, but still. Sleep.

Cue me staring at the man sitting inside my room, still working on my door, who explains that he's been working on it for four hours (looks like I wasn't the only one with a sucky day). Cue me inwardly weeping about lost pillow time and wondering how many bugs have been let in the room. orz



...Oh thank god, he's collecting his stuff. I think he's actually finished. I'm so going to pass out for three hours. DX

I swear I'm not usually this whiny in my posts, but... ugh. I could have skipped today.

So I'm walking back from Harris Teeters (because even when it's raining like a lake above us burst and businesses are closing because we have a flood watch I cannot resist my cravings), and as I'm coming to a corner I see an attractive man run by wearing nothing but tiny black bicycle shorts. I round the corner not a moment later, and he's just gone. Poof. Nowhere in sight. Just me and rain falling in sheets. I felt like I'd seen a unicorn.

It was like magic. It was like nearly-naked-man magic.




Also, for something as good as eggnog, you'd expect an eggnog latte to taste much better. At least pumpkin muffins are still amazing.

❶ Choose an episode of anime or television series you have on your computer. Make sure you're certain you want that one, you cannot change your mind. DO NOT TELL YOUR FLIST WHAT YOU CHOSE.
❷ Make note of how long the episode is here -> 1:08:50
❸ Ask your flist to choose a time between 00:00 and whatever the length of your episode is. Be specific, (ie: 19:11, 21:09, 02:42)
❹ Make them an icon using THAT FRAME ONLY no matter what it is. And remember, you can only use that ONE episode you chose previous, even if the person posting isn't familiar with it.

I'm using a movie, and you can't stop me. Stolen from hamburger .

Okay, I've put it off long enough! I officially declare my participation in the Christmas season, starting.... now! Let the bombard of carols, stop-motion movies and candy canes begin! I'm ready for 'em!

And to kick it off, I leave you with this heartfelt sermon:

An amusing list I found on a humor website. I needed the pick-me-up. Now I'm gonna return to the fetal position.

( I should try number 8 )

I'mma have hamburger come stay with me this week/weekend! We will have spastic adventures. :D

In other news, I can't stay away from memes.

--
1. Put your playlist on shuffle.
2. Post the first five words of twenty of the songs that come up.
3. Have people guess what you're listening to!

1. I keep a close watch ("I Walk The Line" --Johnny Cash) whatsarahsaid
2. Crown of leaves, high in
3. I heard you on the ("Video Killed The Radio Star" --The Buggles) crasherwake
4. Well I saw fireworks from ("The Remedy" --Jason Mraz) seren_sighs
5. Sitting in a Russian bathhouse
6. Well I don't know why ("Stuck in the Middle With You" --Stealer's Wheel) loveyourflyingv
7. Shiny happy people laughing, meet ("Shiny Happy People" --R.E.M.) blackbubbletea
8. From childhood's hour I have
9. I'll tell it like it
10. We've all seen the man ("What It's Like" --Everlast) crasherwake
11. Stuck on limbo bridge where
12. None ever seen the face
13. Were leaving together, but still ("Final Countdown" --Europe) dream_brother
14. Are you gonna take me
15. Sweeping the floors, open up
16. Mott the hoople and the
17. Para bailar la bamba, para ("La Bamba" --Los Lobos) dream_brother
18. Ooh, I bet you're wond'rin
19. Instant Karma's gonna get you ("Instant Karma" --John Lennon) hamburger
20. All alone, or in two's ("Outside the Wall" --Pink Floyd) crasherwake

As pleased as I am by Obama's election (and make no mistake, I am thrilled) I can't help but be aware that though this country moved two steps forward last night, it also took one step back.

To everyone who voted 'yes' on Prop 8, know that someday you'll be regarded in the history books in the same light as those who opposed women's right to vote or supported segregation. I hope you're alive long enough to realize it.

So Saturday morning I walked among the McCaininators, a bluish person in a red sea. ...All right, so drama aside it was an interesting little event. Definitely some interesting characters to see, from well dressed men in peacoats to folksy women with buttons to guys with huge beards. And I mean huge beards. These things could have eaten you.

There were lots of police around (obviously) but no one checked the tickets we'd been told to print off of the Republican website. Utterly useless.

I almost didn't make it long enough to hear McCain speak. Since I'd shown up at a fashionably normal time I was relegated to "standing room" among some... colorful people (though not racially, lemme tell ya). Take into account that it's cold, I want breakfast, and there're like six speakers before McCain and I don't like the message any of 'em have to offer. In short, the decision to stick it out was a difficult one, but I did. ...Not for all of McCain's speech, but long enough to take some pics and a small video. Then I left to get coffee.

So let's cut to the chase:

( have some poorly taken pictures )
Fun note: as I left I got an Obama/Biden sticker from two members of our campus' Democratic group who were out with signs next to the McCain merchandisers. XD

...And now I return to chewing my nails in election-fever anticipation.