So I thought.

In my last post because I am currently sitting in a comfortable upholstered chair, next to a fireplace, in an oak furnished room with moderately dim lighting.

<3 Graham Memorial

<3 UNC

There isn’t an awesome place to study in semi-/public that has a nice fireplace, moderately dim lighting, comfortable chairs, and oak furniture.  Am I asking for too much?

Phase 1) Spend 8 hours, from 6 PM until 2 AM on a Sunday night, being born with a backdrop of Death Cab for Cutie, Coffee, Chef Boyardee, and lots of Mucinex/Tissues.

Phase 2) Get completely mutilated beyond the point of resuscitation by a Professor’s lecture, a conversation with a TA, and a peer critique.

Phase 3) Repeat Phase 1

And my TA had underlined the word I had used to describe people who were excited multiple times throughout the paper. 

I hop on teh internetz and do a little research, and it turns out the word I used for excited does not mean “enthusiastic” but rather specifically refers to the state of being sexually excited….

is the name of a film project currently in production that is being directed by Neill Blomkamp, who directed District 9, and has Sharlto Copley, who starred in District 9, in it.

Sequel to District 9 or coincidence?

And I’m still not done with my paper.

At least I won’t have this damn runny nose anymore.

Are like Pokemon cards for grown women.

My level 32 Aquamarine Rhinestone would kick your ass.

Last week I lost two sets of keys: my room keys, and then the key to my bike lock before I had even gotten my bike to campus.  So I bought a new set of room keys and a new bike lock, which cost me a total of $200.  No joke.

I found both keys yesterday…

And I got a 68 on my Philosophy Essay Exam.

This grey amorphous mass situated between my ears is freaking useless.