Why is my political ideaologies class in the chem building? Oh well.

After much battling last night (NOT the rank and file, trebuchet kind, but the delete the file, re-install kind) I managed to get Stronghold re-installed. For some reason, it swore it was installed. Eventually, I managed to trick it into installing. Huzzah! Bow to your king. And after you're done that, get moving. I need more fletchers.

Sittin here in comfy pants and white shirt, listening to The Decembrists, killing time until class starts. I'm half-shaven, but my teeth are brushed. I do still have to iron all my clothes since I let them sit in the dryer forever.

Knowing it was a bad idea, I picked up Good Omes at about 1:30 am. I then proceeded to finish it. So I went to bed at 3:45. Then up at 8:15. Because I'm a dork.

Now I'm a tired dork in need of a nap. I'll get one, after class. Then make phone calls. Must. Work. On. UCF. Business. Incubator. Story.

That was Struggling Superhero. Now let's do it shatner-style!

Mustwork....on....u....cf...businessincubatorstory!

That reminds me. I wish I had sacrificial ensigns dressed in red. Maybe I'll put jimmy in a red jumpsuit and see what happens.

Ok, time to continue getting ready...


Damn, I'm hungry