Today I got out of class in the neighborhood of 2 hours early. It was a pleasant surprise. My teacher's partner was in the hospital for surgery and wanted to be there when her love awoke. So sweet. After class one cool girl from my workshop approached me and complimented my in class writing that I had previously thought to be garbled garbage. I can't tell you how happy that made me. The early dismissal also allowed me the rarity of eating lunch with a certain fellow that I don't seem to see much. My stand against red meat is working out well thus far as I was able to resist both Wendy's and McDonald's cheese burgers. Ah cheese burgers (sigh), I will miss you. When I got to the train station I had about a half an hour to kill before my train so I wondered toward a bathroom to find that it was temporarily closed. I didn't have to actually go until I saw it in that state. So I wandered to the other bathroom in the general area and it was closed too. Ugh. I could do nothing but sit and wait and hope that I didn't pee my pants before I got home. (For the record, my drawers are still high and dry.) The only really crappy thing that happened to me (yet for I am a pessimist!) today was the three bitches on the back of the train who chatterboxed it the entire way home. I thank nicotine and the gods that I was not unfortunate to have a mousy girl voice because I'd probably have to kill myself it I was forced to talk in a high pitched tones all the time. They woke me up- which was the first half of the problem. I couldn't fall back asleep so I threw on my headphones (I'm not sure why they weren't on at that point to begin with) and let the wonderful sounds of the Shins drown them out except (this being the second half) unless my boys were rocking out I could still hear the bitches in the back! I wanted to just crank it but they had already given me a headache. It was a worthless struggle only to find that they were getting off at the same stop as I was. I can't tell you why that bothered me but it did.

I need to be productive tonight. I need to. Have to. I feel like I'm already behind and it's only week 2 for fucks sake! Aye me! Tonight I have to buy 2 more books and something called a jump drive (you computer savvy people can feel free to laugh at me now) and I have some writing to do and I'd like to get another chunk (if not all) of my math homework done. I'd also love to spend some time with Melvin.

OH. Speaking of Melvin. Margot and I decided that we're going to celebrate the birthday of this wonderful beast on March 17th. That's right, St. Patty's day! It was the day, a year ago, that our new found friend was brought to the shelter. So this March 17th, my baby will be 2 years old! He's so wonderful and fuzzy and cute and fat! Maybe we'll throw him a party or something. I'd be down. Maybe I'll just party it up by myself if no one else is making St. Patrick's' Day plans. It is one of my personal favorite holidays, afterall. (Green beer tastes like butthole so bring me a Guinness, bitch!)