dropped piano. picked up art appreciation. i know i'm going to hate this class, but probably not as much as i was going to be frustrated by beginning piano.
my discrete prof is vlad, of aforementioned calc 163 terror. he still sounds pretty russian, but he got braces and, boy! are they cute! while i'm pretending i understand russian and mathematics, i like to watch his teeth sparkle in that glorious white light.
walked into the wrong room for my geometry class. i was nervous about taking a 400-level class anyway. walked in and see 4 grad student-looking indians. walked right back out. then realized i was in the wrong building and found the right room. it was full of idiots from my previous math classes. i have no worries now. my teacher looks more like an environmental activist (ponytail, hiking boots) than a geometer. no tests in there. just big, big proofs. hmm...
i'm not excited about art appreciation. i mean, it's cool to think i might be able to appreciate the paintings i like on a more sophisticated level. or that i might be able to discuss art i don't like with people who do with a new found vocabulary. but, man... art is so subjective. i just want to like what's interesting. i don't find it especially important to be able to talk about why i like it. meh.
i'm going house [window] shopping on friday with hypnotique and hopefully menlie too. hehe.
beer chinese food = not the best combination ever created.
yesterday was like UPS central on campus. ran into my old boss, jodi, who now lives just down the street from me. then i ran into one of my old underlings. and another sorter is in my geometry class. and i also saw some other random manager too.
remember the other day when i was bitching about diet soda? turns out i was drinking diet barq's at the time and i didn't even know it.
bad boy bill is looming. i'm getting excited!
i started running. as soon as i get a work schedule, i'm going to start lifting weights and swimming too.
"i think i just got drunk dialed by my parents."