migblog

so.

wednesday, i'm still kinda out of it. i'm actually blogging in brh right now, which is kinda new for me. haven't used the computers in here much and it's still pretty weird sitting at rod's desk, typing up random stuff to look at and to post for the rest of the world to see. (i feel as if i'm invading a bit into the mac meeting, but that's what happens when you feel like crap and take a nice two-hour nap in the band lounge. you end up being sucked into the office and then you're here for a while.) and i love it when someone knocks on the band office's door, you can just say 'come in' then they'll try to open the door -- but it's locked -- and thus is the cal band so sadistic.

i woke up really horribly today. maybe that's what's been bothering me all of these past few hours, and then again maybe it's what's been happening to me over the course of the last week. meh. i'm trying to get myself to feel better but you know, with some things, you just have to take your time with them and just hope that some time soon they'll magically disappear.

shereen's recommendation was that of rest. uber-rest. i'm probably gonna follow her advice (since it's conducive to not going to clas tomorrow) and end up not going to mcb 61 tomorrow, but dammit, there's still friday and there's still that cursed discusion section i'm in. i swear, my gsi just needs to die. horribly. or quickly, just as long as he dies.

after today, things should feel a little better. if not, i'll puke on the next person i see wearing an ecko red shirt. that is a fashion crime. liz agrees.

and so begins my life in brh. just imagine, in about five months or so, i'll be doing shit like this all day long. maybe even longer. who knows. i might just go insane.

posted by Open Source Food @ 5:57 PM