>My room is back to being an igloo. I need to pull out my electric blanket. I was thisclose to plugging in my seat warmer in the Bastmobile today, but I didn’t want to make myself more comfortable in case I fell asleep on the drive home. I think that was the best Christmas present I’ve ever received…hooray for warm cheeks! I think the only thing that could top that is crazy warm socks. With little heaters built right in.
I fell asleep in geography again. I was dozing before the prof even started talking. At the end of class the prof says (while looking directly at me): “Ok, I’m going to stop there for today because I’ve noticed quite a few people dozing off.” The thing with that class is that I can’t ever fall asleep comfortabley (or fully), because the chairs are slippery and spin-y so I’m afraid of falling off….Oh Axelrod…
One story of note: Us girls were doing our weekly Wednesday afternoon stats assignment. We were discussing a question about the percentage of people with type O blood, and said something about 0.7 % of a person in 10 people would be Type O blood. A few minutes later Tom who looks like Matt Damon, wakes up from what we thought was a dead sleep and says “Just picture a guy with no arms!”
Know what…I like blogging but I’m disappointed with the lack of comments. As far as I know, two people read my blog. Maybe three. I say you post a comment. Do it.
Oh, the following is for Rach:
-oh man, that got a little messy
-can you show me how to do logs on my calculator?
-Who do you think you are, you function son of a bracket?
remember that one girl with the crazy bangs? and the other girl who looked like she was from Arther? and strings class? and sitting in the back of orchestra not playing a single note? and skipping strings to eat mixed nuts at donuts and deli? and Mr. Showers’ purple lunchbox? and the all around creepiness of Mr. Carter? and your story about seeing Clausi in Timmy Ho’s? and my stalker who “grabbed” me? (I am still so scarred and afraid when I see her on campus!) and that guy who was living in the park that tried to pick you up? and all those times the three of us mixed all that random crap together and drank it? and all those times we talked about farts and made William turn red? and the flagpole arms in math class? and yelling at Will for shushing us? and that one time Gill yelled at me in math class? and that one time on the bus on the way to a feeder school concert and Dan was…EW. I’m not going to type that. OH I miss you. We must get together SOON.