What is with commercials with people unfurling banners on the sides of buildings? They're everywhere.
Here I am again, watching TV on mute. This time out of necessity as it is 12:56 on a Thursday night and Kate is trying to sleep. I can't however, so that sucks. I have an 8:30 class tomorrow. I might actually go to it. Mmmhmm.
Let's not kid ourselves here, of course I am not going to class. I never go to class (well except for today when I went to all my classes but that's b/c they're all classes I actually enjoy). This 8:30 class is organic chemistry. I'm allergic. I don't even have to take it anymore because I've quit pre-vet. This is where being able to predict the future would've been nice. I dropped COM 114 thinking it was going to be too much on top of my pre-vet bullshit. So now, I'd rather be taking the class I dropped and drop the class I have. But it's too late for all of that, oh yes. So, I'm stuck with an unrequired organic chemistry course. Let's reflect on this phrase... "Unrequired Organic Chemistry". I know what you're thinking, and YES, YES IT DOES BLOW HARDER THAN HURRICANE FUCKING KATRINA. I'm glad we agree. Sorry, there's a lot of whining going on in this entry. I will make myself feel better with icon love. Lucky Charms + Gorgeous Irishman = Greatest Icon Ever. I'm so cool. Oh. And the thought of how much Death Cab for Franz is going to rock. Jamie, Allyson, and I are going. Chicago may never recover.