Grrarrr

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Okay. so today wasn't a good day. I woke up late, couldn't find my shoes. I found them, but Lake Brad soaked them, so I had to find another pair. Got my shit together, and I ran out of the building for class, but smarto me forgot the back pack. So, I had to go back up to my room and grab it. So I got it and I'm running down the stairwell. Now, for those that don't know, at the bottom of the stairs in Dougherty, there's a door. And that door is usally ducktaped over the latch, so that you don't have to turn the knob, but only push it open (or pull). So here I am speeding down the stairs full throttle and WHAMM!!!! Yup, that's right ladies and gentlemen, head first, right into the door, as fast as I can run down stairs. And then back-first as I fell backwards. I swear I saw stars. Next was class, for which I read the wrong friggen chapter (grr). And Rachel "tried to save me" from falling over (she pushed me). Not only that, but she took a picture of it and posted it here. And the day got progressivly worse from there, including a midterm I'm pretty sure I bombed. Ugh.

It's snowing. I'm sick of snow. It's not even pretty anymore. It's just cold and wet and white. I want green things again.

Wow, I just cleared out 783 images off of my computer. And that's only about half of them. I moved them all to an online directory, so I can still get them, but it won't be takin up space on my baby. Hmm...wondered why it was being a little slow *forehead smack*

Bed. Now. Soon. Alchohol. Down to one word lines. Bad. Sign.