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I love winter storms. I adore winter storms. Which means I'm in a VERY good mood today, as my state has just been hit by a whammy. And class has been cancelled. And there was much rejoicing. (yay)
I should probably take advantage of all this lovely free time to catch up on some of my long-postponed homework projects, and I probably will get to a point today where I either start them or start feeling horrifically guilty about not starting them. I'm a bit depressed about the fact that there's all this lovely slippery stuff on the ground and no suitable hills I can think of to sled down, but oh well. At least it's pretty outside...
And now, as it is 1:00 and I have not yet gotten myself breakfast nor brushed my hair nor made my bed (I know, ridiculous fetish in a college student, but I do try to keep up with it), it's time to go be productive -- even if "productive" only means having adequate fun. :)
I should probably take advantage of all this lovely free time to catch up on some of my long-postponed homework projects, and I probably will get to a point today where I either start them or start feeling horrifically guilty about not starting them. I'm a bit depressed about the fact that there's all this lovely slippery stuff on the ground and no suitable hills I can think of to sled down, but oh well. At least it's pretty outside...
And now, as it is 1:00 and I have not yet gotten myself breakfast nor brushed my hair nor made my bed (I know, ridiculous fetish in a college student, but I do try to keep up with it), it's time to go be productive -- even if "productive" only means having adequate fun. :)
