Mindless Self-Indulgence

 
1. I have no class on Fridays.
2. Because it is the first week back, I have no sections on Friday.
3. Because it is the first week back, tonight was the only shift I had to work for the week.
4. Because it is Snow Trip, all the freshmen will be gone all weekend. Including my freshman roommate. (It is weird rooming with a freshman, but she is a total sweetie so I'm not complaining.)

If I manage to put pants on at some point in the next three days, I will be very impressed with myself. I have serious plans for this weekend, and most of them are horrendously self-indulgent. (Hint: they involve several Sherlock Holmes novels, Due South season three, and ice cream) I figure the rest of the quarter is going to be insane, so I might as well get in my lazing around now while I still have the chance. Right? Right.

Mold Invasion

 Lesson learned: if you leave a bar of chocolate in your fridge, and then unplug your fridge and leave the state for three weeks, you will in fact come back to a fridge that has been overrun by the green fuzzies. 

*SCRUBS SCRUBS SCRUBS*

Sometimes I feel like this journal - and by extension my life - is an exercise in watching me pretend to be a grown-up and fail at it miserably. On the other hand, at the grocery store today I bought more fruits and veggies than junk food, even though I was using the gift card I got from my aunt and uncle for Christmas, and I resisted buying ice cream even though they had the really good ice cream sandwiches they always run out of immediately. That vaguely resembles maturity!

Obviously I'm going to have to watch cartoons all night to get the grown-up cooties off me.