We got a bunch of snow last night. It's funny, when I was driving down, there was no snow anywhere up north and then we hit Virginia - snow EVERYWHERE. Now it's here; like legitimate snow snow, not the five flakes we usually get. You know what this means... the apocalypse!

Runnin' from the cold up in New England

I am so ready to go home it's silly. I didn't realize it until about two hours ago - I'm tired. I've been busy and happy and busy lately, but man oh man I just want to go home for a bit. Among other things, it will be so fucking nice to not have to literally race to get my share of the groceries because I live with two boys and they consume food like monsters. (Seriously, last week Dan and I went shopping and Dan bought FOUR loaves of shitty cheapo bread, and I bought one loaf of nice bread; I came home one day thinking, "I would really like a sandwich," and Dan had eaten all of my bread because he ran out of his because he eats four-five sandwiches a day and OH DEAR GOD DON'T EAT MY FOOD.)

So yeah. Going home will be nice. Spending 15 hours in a car with a cat will be less nice, but Mr. President and I will deal.

The boy flew back to Colombia today and I miss him already because we're so disgustingly fucking cute like that. Hah.

Div III is exciting? When did that happen?!

4AM musings

Is there a way to move all of my backlogged posts into a new blog? The "tea and biscuits" thing isn't really relevant anymore, and it's bugging me. I want to start a new blog but I also want to have all my post-London posts in the same place. Help?

I found a lone half of an Adderall pill leftover from finals last semester hidden in my cosmetics bag. Now I'm still not really working, but I have been extremely diligent about returning overdue emails and organizing my desk. Whatevs, I never really needed to pass college anyway, right? Ugh.

I actually was fairly productive in Div-dom yesterday, though. I went to the library with the boy, and re-solidified the fact that watching other people work makes me work. I don't know whether it's just the right atmosphere or the fear of judgment from someone I respect (probably the latter) but it's effective.

I just submitted a picture of my roommate and Truman to http://cuteboyswithcats.tumblr.com/. Why? Because I am a big big nerd. I mean, awesome.

Why oh why must potato chips be so delicious and yet make me feel so gross? Shouldn't delicious equal good-feeling?

Also: holy balls, it's December already! When did that happen?

Also also: HOW do I have 1,480-something profile views? Who are you?!