A sunny summer coming down...

God I love the end of summer. Perhaps because it's my least favorite season, or because it means people are out like crazy, or because it means it's finally safe to go out of your house without fear of being run over by a roller blader. Anyway, this weekend is Labor Day weekend which means it's the kick off for another school year (my last one!), the cue for the sun to turn down it's dial, and that it's *almost* time to break out my autumn wardrobe, which as always has be ecstatic.

Aside from that, though, I think it's really neat to see how my school's campus has blossomed. Last week at this time of day, I saw three other people in here. Today, I could hardly find a place to sit. Not that I'm happy about *that* because let's face it - I'm not the most patient person in the world. But just because the place doesn't seem so deserted and lonely. Hrmm...projection much?

Anyway, I'm about to take off. Need to go home and make some lunch. Then it's me being in a cleaning frenzy. I'm cleaning out my CDs and getting rid of what I don't like anymore. Then it's me hitting the closet. Some of this stuff has *got* to go. I mean, honestly. I'm even making myself get rid of *gasp* a pair of shoes. Well, we'll see how that goes, yeah? And then it's tackling the bathroom because, hello, guy here. Or more accurately, a gay guy. I've got the products and messiness of a girl, and the somewhat-grossness of a guy. It's hybrid messiness. No good. I also need to get my desk and files organized, go through my cupboards and movies and clean out some stuff. That's right, folks. Fall cleaning is here. *squee*

*ahem*

We'll see how much actually gets done before I get bored and give up, giving in to the urge to watch Golden Girls.