Smallhouse Log

Wednesday, First Week, Winter Quarter
"Are you jealous of my pants?" - Aby, 10/14/02

I took a nap in McCormic this afternoon, and when I woke up, my right thumb was sore at the joint. It's still sore.

Nick Heavens pulled me aside the other day and asked to talk to me in the hallway in a really rather ominous manner. He then mentioned that he'd come across my website, still acting fairly ominous. But that was it. He just didn't want Anna to overhear. Understandable. I'm of the opinion that se's not really come here yet, die to the fact that Vanessa hasn't come to talk to me about it. *shrug* That's why I'm not afraid to write what I feel in here but why don't the P and H keys on this keyboard work! Gah!

Sooo.... yeah. I went to court yesterday and ended up spending an overlarge portion of my day cold and frustrated. Despite this, I was exhilerated all day, and for the most part quite happy as well. I don't really understand myself sometimes.

On another note, I really like my new SOSC teacher. He's the bomb, as far as I can tell. I think I'm also going to like reading Hobbes, screwey English aside. I also like my abomination candle, because I'm a pyro like that.

But I still haven't finished unpacking from Christmas break.

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