So...here I am in Mac.  Again.  Thank GOD this 8am crap is almost over.

I hate Dead Week...with a passion.  I hate it even  more when it's so cold outside that the university has to run the courtesy vans again.  And OF COURSE I didn't take one of the vans this morning.  Oh, no, that would have made far too much sense.  Instead I walked from Klondike's Den to Dukes...and it was very cold.  And icy.  Because god forbid P-Plant actually put salt down.  I almost fell about five times.  And, in case you're wondering...it's STILL icy out.  That's right...two hours later and P-Plant STILL hasn't put salt down.  Tools.

I have so much crap due this week it's not even funny.  I have a paper due in Poetry Writing this afternoon (yes, it's only half done right now...no, I'm not concerned...I got to that half-way point in about fifteen minutes), I have a group project presentation in Intro to PR tomorrow (ew.  That'll be fun), I have both of my journal entries due by the end of this week for Conflict Management (gotta love procrastination), and on top of all that I have my huge final paper for Lit Crit due next Monday by 5 (oh, yes, we're talking about a good 20 pages here, people).  I'm not too terribly concerned about my Conflict Management final next week...but I'm going to be studying my ass off for Intro to PR.  I will do well on the final, damn it.

Really the only thing keeping me going right now is the thought that in a little under two weeks, I'll be having a Wonderful Wicked Weekend with Britt, Morgan, and Blonde (12 days now, actually!).  Blonde and I keep going over all the stuff we have to do or get before that weekend...we have to clean our apartment, go to Wal-Mart, I'm making scramble.  It doesn't sound like much, but we're literally cramming all that in the last couple days of finals week when we have nothing going on.  But it's going to be awesome and amazing and I can't wait!

Oh, and I got my finals week care package this morning from my parents.  It was very exciting!