Internet Reflections

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you a perfect representation of why the internet is such a unilaterally horrid and nightmareish place: this is what happens when you think you're right.

Sigh. Holiday spirit apparently means to verbally abuse the first person who dares question your mighty and impervious logic. How dare they!

Stop the internet, I want off.

Maree Krismis

I'm feeling jollier than normal this morning, so Merry Christmas or happy holidays or whatever floats your boat.

(someone got a bottle of maker's mark from santa!)

I hate the internet so much

blah blah blah basically.

never mind. You don't care, you won't respond.

holidays!

I saw my grandparents yesterday. They, like my mother, claim I've lost weight and that I look good. Finally, being lazy pays off!

The trip down here was quite long. Birds exploding, cars flipping over on straight stretches of dry highway, and excessive beltway traffic served to delay my trip somewhat. At least I had lots of phone company. Granted, I would have rather had someone in the car with me, but you take what you get with the 14 hour trips. I actually made good time, considering the delay in DC.

Planned for tonight, I don't know. Tomorrow, my mom will be making our world-famous allspice-infused spaghetti (the scots, they love their sauces sweet, apparently), then I guess we're going to church. Et cetera.

Saturday will be fun. Presents abound.

Sunday I go to Atlanta for the first time ever. Presents abound.

Monday I drive the rest of the way home (my brother will be flying out of ATL that morning). Presents abound.

Then I'll be home.

Any questions? Buy me beer.

You got tricked by a squirrel?

so...

I'm done studying. I can only hope I do well tomorrow. I have three notecards now, which is good. I read over the chapters that are fuzzy.

I can also only hope that this exam takes longer than 20 minutes. Why? Then I get to feel like it was worthwhile for me to go to campus.

After all is said and done, I'm coming home to clean and then nap. Gotta keep the apartment clean for important people, after all.

This has been the crappiest blog update ever.

5:45

I woke up at 5:45 AM for the privilege of driving to campus at 6:40, parking and walking to my class (admittedly made easy by parking in Lot 5 and having my exam in Plant Sciences), and driving back here at morning rush hour... and, get this, my exam only took 20 minutes. 80 questions, 20 minutes. You know, I should be happy that all the people wishing me good luck made the exam easy for once, but I had to wake up at 5:45 and drive for the better part of an hour and a half to do it.

Yeah I know, whine whine whine.

sorry I'm late...

... but I went to Virginia to buy milk duds.

[receipt scan soon!]

sweeeet...

Okay, so this means I found a program that actually operates with the blogger API, meaning two things: first, This guy and his program rule; second, I actually get to run a blog again.

Oh boy.

I made some promises the last time I wrote this, but in essence, I'll update at least weekly if not more, I won't pollute the web with the emotions of empty tin cans and descriptions of the cheeseburger I ralphed up upon realizing the state of humanity ("I don't have any" and "I don't eat those," respectively), and I'll try to work in some photography into my posts.

Comments are still up. Use them or don't.

Minor layout adjustments are ETA sometime tonight.

Now... I nerd!

testing!

hoooooooboy?

hold yer horses there

POST! Trying another new client, because I'm not going to continue using the web interface if it wants to eat posts

back in a minute.