Holy artichokes, Batman! You've stolen my heart!

Hehe, ya like that? Came up with it myself! Get it, artichoke hearts?

Classes are good, dry n' stuff, but good. There's drama in the dorms though. My roommate (J) is seein the guy next door (S), but S hasn't been as attentive as he should be, and so J was sad, and she told our suitemate (A), and A got mad at S, and S didn't know what he did wrong, so J and S both apologized and now everything is better... for now. ieeeeeeee!

Whew! my Boss just said "They're screwin' us over man." She's a forty-somethin year old woman, and "man" is an active word in her vocabulary. Wicked.

One of my profs said somethin wicked funny too... somethin like "An F and a zero are two different things in my class. An F can be like 64%, which is 2/3rds right!" The logic, it astounds me, but more than that, it scares me. I've never gotten an F before, and he's talkin like they're candy corn! Hilfe mir!

Anyways, here's to drinkin beer outta Mason jars!

mook mood: warm and fuzzy
mook music: country gibberish on the radio
mook prayer for the peeps: that we all keep our noses outta other people's business... even if we think we know better. Man, I've got a lot to learn in this life... so maybe in the next one I could come back a pillow!