It's too cold to be wearing a dress, but all my jeans are in the wash. Sad Boat.

In other news, I have won the last 11 games of FreeCell that I have played, thus bringing my average to above 50%. Since every time you exit a game before finishing it counts as a loss, I am particularly impressed with myself. Although I do realize this also evidences possible mental instability on my part (as seen in the obsession with the statistics of a time-wasting game).

I'm not sure that there's anything else worth noting here. Perhaps celebration that I've finally finished a chapter in my Anthropology textbook before the class it will be lectured on. Hurrah!

And yet...I still have so much I need to finish before Thursday, and so little time. Erlack. I just realized that I really don't have any time on Wednesday at all, so I need to finish my assignments tonight. Goddammit. I bit off more than I can chew this semester.

I've had such a good time in Calgary, and I haven't even seen everyone yet! I don't want to leave!

I had a truly lovely day and night:

I went for breakfast with an old friend of mine from high school. He and I were in a few classes together, including choir and it was nice to meet up with him after not seeing him for a couple years and still finding it easy to carry on a conversation. Not to mention that he paid for my breakfast and held the door open for me (girlfriend of four years not withstanding). He ended up making plans to invite me out later with some of our friends from choir.

After that, I headed home and practiced singing until it was time to pick my sister up from work. Our parents had been given a gift certificate for a massage at a ritzy spa in town for Christmas, but they'd decided not to use it, so Steph and I got to go instead. Free one hour massages = my life is perfect.

Then I got to come home, hang out for a little bit before being picked up (! Gasp! I never get driven anywhere!) to go to Karaoke with choir people, who are obviously the best people to do Karaoke with. Sang a few songs, saw some old friends (who bought all of my drinks; so nice!), and when we got tired of singing, Taylor, Krynski, and I went to a club to meet our friend Oz, where we proceeded to dance (and I was the least slutty girl in the bar, wearing jeans, a t-shirt, a hoodie and Chucks).

Essentially I spent the day being treated like a princess, and you know what?

I liked it.

Midterms, round 2:
Much more successful (I think).

Status on Anth100: Pass, 68% (63% class average; woohoo!)
Status on throat: Sore, again.
Sleep debt: accumulating interest faster than I can pay it off.

Murderous Impulses: In check.
Desire to Move: Nil.

Happiness Quotient: 6-7 / 10

http://www.pnas.org/content/100/13/7430.extract

I love singing best.