So... I am going to turn in my last paper as a university student.

Dear Lord.

So I've had mixed afternoon.

First, I go to French Philosophy with Melissa. As we walk into the building, we can hear classical music playing over... the air vents? It's just playing and we're like, huh, that's weird.

Throughout class, though, you can hear the ebb and flow of music. It must've been coming from the airvent. During class I was looking around, trying to see if other people could hear it, and no one was reacting at all.

So, of course, all I could think was "it's in the frakkin' ship!" Because I am a dork.

Then I came home and tried to rectify something with my insurance company. I went to an urgent care place before school started to get some antibiotics. The receptionist told me they accepted our insurance. Now it turns out that they "accept it" but don't have a contract with it- which means they do not accept it- and now I have to pay an additional $55. Because this receptionist is a fucking moron. So all I want to do right now is call up the office and yell at the goddamn receptionist. Which isn't really fair, because it's not like I'd recognize the girl even if I went down there, but I am SO ANGRY. If I had known it wasn't in my network I would've gone elsewhere, NOT PAID NINETY DOLLARS. That is STUPID. ARG.

So, school starts tomorrow, which I find unsettling for several reasons. One, summer is over. Two, senior year is starting. Three, I will be expected to have a real direction in my life in one year's time. Holy frak. And I have an 8:30 class tomorrow, which is so unfortunate I don't even know what to do with it.

Also, I was offered me a permanent position. Like, I was for real hired and all, but since I was a substitute I kind of went whenever someone called out, but now I have a steady position from 3:30-6 every weekday. THIS IS AWESOME.

I spent my weekend reading Six fics, with or without Gaius, because suddenly my love for her is strong and fierce and really out of no where. There is no denying she is epic and epically beautiful, but I don't really know what spurred me to be suddenly all RED RED RED RED RED. There are not enough fics about her around.

Look at me, posting twice in one day!

THINGS THAT ARE LAME

Getting my check and seeing that I've been paid for five hours less than I worked. I'm sure I can get this problem fixed, but it's kind of a bummer.

THINGS THAT ARE AWESOME

Getting football tickets for next season!!! There are people who have never gotten tickets, and I got them all four years! This is especially awesome because it's my last year.

It is cold and rainy, which it never really is in Gainesville, so while I'm horrified I'm also intrigued. I'm going to have to wear my snow boots when I go to the Navigators meeting tonight because I have no real footwear that's appropriate for rain alone, let alone rain + cold.

I just spent just under $200 on textbooks. Logically, I know it's not that much, but goddamn did it hurt to spend that much on things I won't much appreciate.

I did see Philly today- she actually came through!- and we had a very nice time. I'm not sure that we'll see too much of one another, but it was nice seeing her. I also saw Chloe for the first time on campus pretty much ever and I was delighted.

I wish I had an icon with an umbrella or something. The weather is taking over my liiiiife.

Dear Universe,

I learned to cope when you scheduled Pushing Daisies, Bones and America's Next Top Model.

BUT SCHEDULING GREY'S ANATOMY AND THE BCS CHAMPIONSHIP AT THE SAME TIME IS JUST INCREDIBLY CRUEL.

Woe,
Madeline


Today I resigned with my apartment, so I now have a place to live next year. Woo! This sadly means that I have absolutely no flexibility and studying abroad during the school year is officially off the table. I hate being an adult.

I have so much to do.

- Do laundry
- Pack
- Finish watching for lectures for Man's Food
- Study for Man's Food exam, which is tomorrow
- Write outline for paper for French Lit
- Read stories for French Comp so I can
- Write outline for paper for French Comp

So I am searching for icons, because, you know. Not only is it productive, I totally suffer from a DEARTH OF ICONS.

A) Last night Crusoe almost made me cry from angsty shippiness. This is my dilemma: I love any love story with heart-wrenching angst, but I hate cheaters. THIS A QUANDARY.

(Also, I feel kind of bad for hoping that Crusoe will get home to England and something will have befallen Susannah, like a new husband or an illness, and then he'll be able to find Olivia WHO HE CLEARLY HAS A THING FOR and they will live happily ever after in civilization. Or back on the island, if they so desire. Olivia'd be down with that, she said as much. Poor lamb loves that Crusoe.)

B) I somehow managed to lose my crochet hook. I took it to my roommate's room yesterday to start a scarf while I watched "Get Smart" and now it's gone. Which is bad because I want to finish the damn thing. It's also bad because I'm afraid that like, the apartment monster has taken it and I'll never get it back and I've never seen plastic crochet hooks here and I've never ever seen hooks as big as the one my aunt gave me, and I don't want to have to use another one!

B.5) Get Smart was actually pretty good! Spies! Comedy! Anne Hathaway! :)

C) I have:
- a test tomorrow, and then fiesta in Spanish
- a test on Wednesday
- a test on Thursday, then a review session, then a meeting with my professor to go over outlines for two papers I have due the 16th and 18th
- a test on Friday, after which I GO HOME!!!

D) I've been singing the songs from Dr Horrible essentially since I saw it and I actually, like, analyzed the damn movie. I'm clearly a bit nutty.

So, I went to the football game by myself today, which was actually pretty awesome. It was 69º and overcast almost the whole time so it was just a beautiful temperature, we won 63-5 (which... I knew we were supposed to win, but damn. How 'bout them Gators!) and the whole thing was very nearly ruined by the douchebags sitting behind me.

They were boyfriend and girlfriend, obviously, and I'm pretty sure they were freshmen based on their demeanor and stupid faces underneath their stupid facepaint. At first they were just minor irritants- when we were actually sitting, the girl's knee was in my back, they both made jackassy comments, little things like that. Then BF goes off to get food and returns with two... sausage and peppers? No lie. But that's what they got. That and Gatorade. And who am I to judge!

No, I won't judge until I turn around that they had spilled sausage-and-pepper juice all over my purse and then flipped it over so that I wouldn't notice. Because, yeah. NOT GONNA SEE THAT, GUYS. Without saying anything. And it's totally not that big of a deal- I can probably remove the stain, it was only my AE grey bag- but THEY COULD'VE APOLOGIZED. They could've said "Ack, sorry, I spilled something on your bag!" And I would've said, oh, eek, don't worry about it. And that's it. Cause I'm not very confrontational about things like that. But to not say anything? Aaaaaarg.

Happily then the band performed and they did the Thriller dance. Melissa told me they were practicing it, but I spaced on it until they were actually playing the song AND THEN THEY PUT DOWN THEIR INSTRUMENTS AND DID THE WHOLE THRILLER DANCE. IT WAS AMAZING.

I miss my laptop. How am I supposed to make posts on T_R without my episode-specific icons? HOW.

Biggest fear, holy hell.

Today we had the first game of the season and I got completely drenched from head to toe going from the bus stop with Ollie and Chelsea. It was a good game, though, we beat Hawaii hardcore, and afterwards I went with Chels and Ollie to their apt and met Ollie's kitty Jazz, who... I want. He like, chirps at you and he was all snuggly and delightful and he hardly shed and I WANT A CAT SO BAD OMG.

And my mom sent me a package, mostly of things I forgot at home, like sunscreen, but also she sent me my Conversations With Other Women DVD which finally got there and I am SO EXCITED and watching the extras and I love this movie with an overwhelming passion, y'all. It is so good. And not even good the way "Head in the Clouds" was good (... that movie wasn't good, mind you, but Penelope's performance almost made it.) This is straight up GENIUS.