What a Thursday. Actually not really anything special, just a lot for a regular Thursday and I still have a ton more to do. It started off with me waking up at the crack of dawn cradling my computer like it was my own child that I was trying to smother to death. It's true I have become addicted to my computer and not the internet, my computer itself. You see it keeps me warm when the air conditioning makes me too cold. And you're going to tell me that the smart logical thing would be to turn the air conditioner off when it gets too cold, but I will tell you that there are two key reasons why I won't follow your silly logic. 1: I usually fall asleep before I get too cold to want to turn it off and 2: I sweat a lot. And by a lot I mean A LOT. I drip buckets just doing laundry, it's a gene deformity I picked up on my mother's side of the family. It's true we all turn bright red and sweat just walking across the street. But anyways, sleeping without the air on results in me waking up with a head full of sweat and damp dirty hair that was freshly cleaned and dried before I went to sleep. So that is why I woke up with a death grip on my computer this morning. After waking up I realized that I had frozen the neufchatel instead of putting it in the fridge and anyone who's ever frozen cream cheese knows that it really can't be unfrozen so I settled for Greek yogurt and frozen blueberries instead of the bagel, a better choice in the end I think. Afterwards I rushed a quick shower and headed to Rio for a wax appointment. While there are some advantages to a morning wax, I don't think I'm going to do it again because I spent the rest of my work day with my skirt sticking to me every time I sat down. It was incredibly uncomfortable and terribly embarrassing all at the same time, but easily ignored because of the searing pain in my ear. I am the proud and miffed owner of an outer ear infection. I haven't had swimmer's ear in about ten years, so I was a little shocked when the school nurse said I had swimmer's ear. I was even more shocked when my pharmacist told me that I had to pay full price for some ear drops. I told him I would rather sit through an ear infection than pay $130 for ten milliliters of hydrocortisone. The cute pharmacist came to my rescue and called the nurse to see if there was a less expensive option for me. There was and I bought it. I had to spend the first hour of work with my head tilted to the side with a piece of paper towel. I was the joke of the office for a good hour. After work I had to stop at Target and pick up a brand new bundle of toilet paper. I recently flooded my bathroom and even though the toilet paper didn't get very wet the room isn't ventilated so the humidity in the closet killed 17 rolls and I had to pick some new stuff up. Grrr sometimes I hate indoor weather.
So now I'm home and have to do a bunch of journal entries before my on-line class chat about a book I'm now reading for the third time since coming to college. I'm so mad that I wanted to protest but I had to skip the first chat because it interfered with another class. But then after my what is going to be a lack luster class chat I'm having girl's night with Cynthia! Cynthia! is possible the coolest girl I've met so far in Philadelphia, this Ramona Flowers crossed with Tank Girl and a little Kat Dennings thrown in, but without the blow job lips. I haven't seen her since she peaced out on us last weekend and since I'm leaving for Vermont for a week I want to get some friend time in before I spend my weekend serving Main Liners overpriced cheap Italian food all night long.
