there's nothing worse than going to a class for a three hour lecture than going to a class for a three hour lecture in pain. I have a soar throat and two olsers in my mouth. The agony! Plus the room was so stuffy that my allergies were acting up. And there was also the added bonus of having a stinky guy sit next to me. MISERY DEFINED.

I've scheduled an advising session this Friday. Registration for the Spring semester is soon. I'm hoping to get credit for a class or two. I really want to get this schooling over with. Hopefully my outlook will change as I progress through my graduate studies. I'm rather annoyed at the repetition of education. The new material is what I'm interested in. It almost reminds me of my annoyance with public school. How we had to learn fractions three years in a row and had to study the same histories over and over again.

Today as I was walking to my studio, I saw a postman picking up mail from the bin. He was wearing blue latex gloves.

My body needs to be fixed. UGH