It’s 7:23AM and I am sitting at a computer in the Clendenin Building Atrium. Why? I have class at 8AM. However, that is not the point, the point is I am exhausted. We are moving into a new house, which I am sad to say I will probably only be enjoying until June, and I spent from 11:30AM yesterday, until about 10 PM MOVING. I don’t really mind the moving, but when you desperately want to stay in your new home for the night, you forget things like pajamas, power cords for your monitor, things of that nature…and subsequently have to amke numerous trips back and forth to retrieve them. Thusly, I did not get to sleep until about 12:30AM this morning, which I am not used to. I then had to be awake again…or at least “up”…at 6:20. Ugh. My eyelids feel like they have lead weights attached to them.
To top things off, it’s not like I can go home and take a nap after my one class today…HELL NO!!! I have to go to WORK. Where a new memo has apparently been posted reminding us that we are only allowed to wear jeans on Wednesday and Thursday…and khakis are the only acceptable form of dress. You know what I have to say to that? FUCK IT!!! They don’t pay me enough to ruin khaki pants in that shit-hole. I already have like no money to shop for real clothes…again because I am not paid enough…so I wonder what makes them think that I have money to buy “khakis” to wear to work. And I am even less inclined to do so because when I come home after a long day in “Dirtville, USA”, my JEANS are dirty. Do you know how much it takes to make jeans actually LOOK dirty? Not stained, but DIRTY…full of DIRT. It takes a lot of fucking dirt and grime, I will tell you that.
Anyway, our new house is great, and as usual I get the master…Lucky me. I must say though, I may have lost a bit of living space, but I gained a HUGE bathroom…like 4 times bigger than the one in my old room. I have a HUGE GARDEN TUB in my new bathroom. EEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! I can’t wait to actually have time to take a real bath…and not a stupid, boring, non-relaxing shower.
Well, I think that’s it for my sleepy little rant. I think I will go to chemistry…yeah. <—Notice the enthusiasm? Then it’s off to work for 6 hours. Hoorah<—Again, the enthusiasm is too much.
Thought of the Day:”Fuck this game!! It’s four in the morning Grandma, YOU WIN!!”