I'm back from hiatus, y'all!

I'll do a cut just to save your flists.

( Look, I've got better things to do than sit around and write songs about some guy named Ted Mosby, okay? )

... since I'm so hooked on HIMYM. Anyway, on to the episode!!

( It's a black hole where dreams go to die! )
I walked 11075 steps today!!!! Of course, I think most of them were at the gym. But still, it's awesome!

Cinema midterm tomorrow. Kill me now. It's open-note, but I was studying with a bunch of people before coming back to watch HIMYM and I think we're all screwed, even if our notes are awesome. Sigh.

(I use the word "awesome" too much now. I told you HIMYM was affecting the way I talk.)

Anyway, back to work!

Oh, how I've missed you (all).

I've just spent the entire weekend in hibernation attempting to get work done, but really just watching and rewatching my HIMYM DVDs. I finished season 3 in like, 2 days. And then I went back and rewatched 2/3 of season 2, plus the commentaries, when I had like 11 poems to revise, a X page paper on drugs to write, another Galileo paper to write, and several thousand pages of research on cocaine and D.W. Griffith (not together) to read. And a good time was had by all me.

This week! Is midterm week! Gah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm not going to even attempt to write a to-do list for this week. I'll just want to kill myself looking at all that. I'll just do tomorrow instead:

-Finish reading drugs research.
-NOT skip Chorale again.
-Go to the gym!
-Type up that stupid word list poem and any other ones I might have forgotten to do.
-Look up sources for that drugs debate.
-Study for cinema midterm!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Watch HIMYM. =)
-Go on duty!
-Post HIMYM redux. I know the world wide web is just clamoring for my opinion on these works of genius!
-Remember that Hum&Love is OVER, and there will be no opportunity to psychoanalyze Barney Stinson. Oh, if I could turn back time...

...Yeah, this list is still long enough to warrant suicide.

I still haven't gone a day without watching this show since maybe August. It's bad, guy(s). I've even written poetry based on this show. Damn. I'm going to make Tuesday my first drought day: no eps, no transcript reading, no TWoP! I'm totally serious. It's even started to affect the way I talk. So, I swear: no HIMYM on Tuesday, or may I be struck by-- *thunder* --...A flying ice cream truck. And live!

5 days to home!!!!!! Yay!