
I am home for the weekend to work. I found the Georgia Nicolson series in my bookcase. Good thing I don’t have any homework to do because I will be reading these books for the remainder of the weekend.

I dedicate this cartoon to my mythology professor from last semester, Nancy Finn, who taught me all about Jungian archetypes.

So tonight, my friend Sebastian discovered who my doppelganger (doppel-dagger, as he pronounces it) would be. Sadly, I think this is the closest thing I have to a celebrity look-alike.
For some reason, the shower situation this semester really blows. I’ve had like four decent showers in the past three weeks. I need to shower before I go to my 8am class to wake myself up, but today my shower was so freezing that it actually made me MORE tired, as I tripped and stumbled my way back into bed to get warm again. I don’t know how I’m not asleep right now.
Now I look forward to four consecutive hours of class. Excellent.
I am having a serious dilemma right now. Who do I want to win the superbowl? Usually, I like to root for the underdog, which in this case would be the New Orleans Saints (although, don’t let the “underdog” title fool you, they did have a great season). But I hate hate hate hate HATE ex-giant, Jeremy Shockey, who happens to play for the Saints. I really don’t want Shockey to have the satisfaction of another superbowl win (when the giants won, he was on the team but he didn’t actually play in the game due to his “injury” or some bullshit). Also, one of my best friends in the world is a huge, lifetime Colts fan, and today is his birthday, and wouldn’t it be nice if the Colts won on his birthday?
So it seems like I’ll be rooting for the Colts then.
Except, my fingernails are painted gold.
Dammit.