Thesaurus Rex (virtuistic) wrote,
Thesaurus Rex

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My brain = Wrung Spunge


Um... so, yeah... about that. It's grey and miserable. If there are clouds, it should precipitate. That's the bottom line, that is. It snowed yesterday, and terrifying as that is I knew it was going to happen. I wouldn't be surprised if we have a white Halloween the way things are going, but I should probably change the subject for fear of karmic retribution.

My brain has finally switched "on", folks. I learned about 5-6 weeks worth of meteorology yesterday and am actually fairly confident that I did well on the test. Now all I have to do is go find a calculator for my Math test and everything will be champagne and caviar dreams. Minus the caviar. And mimosa-ize the champagne.

I've been trying to call people lately and no one is ever there. I feel unloved. I've called Matt, Shane, Annie, Bill, Chris, Dangerfield, Brytne, and my Grandma for crying out loud and no one is ever there. *le sigh* Although, I have been leaving messages which is terribly uncharacteristic of me, but maybe I'll get calls back *ahemhinthint*. ;)

I can't believe I've already been awake for 2 hours... this is probably the first time I've been up before noon in a good two weeks. Sad, innit? I should probably eat lunch though, even though I'm really not hungry. Then again, it's probably just the prospect of UDS because if I think about the Chipotle in the fridge food starts sounding like a good idea. Greg wants me to come with him though, and I'm more than happy to oblige so I'll take up arms and take on the University Dining Services with all their salmonella, botulism, tapeworms, and the like. I know, I know, I have a gift for enticing descriptions. Bon apetit!
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