…granted, I haven’t officially started yet.

The opening of the new fabulous library with our new fabulous Writing Center is excitement enough to get me up out of bed. Dr. F-Dawg has his office hours fairly early, so I’ll be there before I actually attend class. Which isn’t until 3:15.

Which would be fabulous, weren’t we having training at 10 am in the morning.

Oh well. I said I was in basic training for Iowa, right?

I must admit, I really want to stake out the coffee shop. Rumor has it that they were talking about putting a coffee shop in our library, which would make it like the big campus’.

That’s gonna make my one-mocha-a-week rule difficult to live by. I’ll sure I’ll survive.
For the first semester in 2 years, I’m not ready. I didn’t spend the past two weeks wishing school would just start because I was bored.

Granted, the semester is bound to be better than my break, but I’m just not ready.

Today is officially the beginning of the end.

And still not smoking.

Oh, and my brother’s birthday. He’ll never see this because he’s anti-Internet, but happy birthday, man, nonetheless.

My little brother is 30.

That officially makes me old.

And still not smoking since the debacle Wednesday night.