Pistache and I are on the same page, mood-wise.
First, some big news: I am now gainfully employed! Soon I will be making sandwiches at a wee student café on campus. You may now address me as the Sandwich Queen. I'm actually pretty gleeful at this event- I have a real job! Which will give me money! And where I can meet people! It's a win-win-win situation, and it goes a fair bit towards my New Year's resolution of not being a hermit. Now I just need to ditch my tinfoil hat.
Other things have been working out in my life, but perhaps working out a little too well. I'm highly suspicious whenever I hit a streak of good luck. Suddenly my days are full of Commando quote fests over cheap beer and pizza, and the promise of Cronenberg and Romero screenings in class. It's all too good to last! Something black must be on the horizon. So far, the worst has been some dipshit's alarm/horn/whatever has been going off all morning. If it wasn't so bloody cold out, I would track the source down and beat it with a crowbar. Of course, I would have to a buy a crowbar first... so maybe later.
I would also like to report on the results of a research project my esteemed colleague and roommate embarked on: The Effects of Being Abandoned in The Fridge For Over a Month on Name Brand Jell-O. Her conclusion: "This must be how they make Fruit Roll-Ups."
Yummy.
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