I would like to start by apologizing for my last entry. I should really know better than to catalog my thoughts when I'm that tired. Lack of sleep = mild depression in my brain.
But today was much improved; probably didn't fail part one of a two-part series of Italian exams, enjoyed at least 1/3 lb of spaghetti, watched last night's Top Chef (speaking of... I love the hobbit-esque Kiwi. I want to carry him around in my pocket with my bullet sized penguin and pull him out at random intervals for serious adorability) and (in a bizarre move) used the brand new gym facilities in my apartment. It turns out I become approximately this shade of red when engaging in even mildly strenuous physical activity.
No joke. I looked like a beet-person. Yes, dear readers. Just imagine that. A beet in place of my head. It is a fun image. I highly suggest thinking of it when you feel a sense of sadness, and it will cheer you right up.
In other news, tomorrow is the first night of two (2) St. Patrick's Day evenings of dressing up, getting down, and in general consuming so much green dye that I poo green for a week. (True story.)
Completely unrelated but important nonetheless: Sea otters often hold paws with each other whilst sleeping so they don't drift out to sea. It is literally so cute I could puke. That's what that picture at the top of the entry is about.
P.S. I keep seeing posters on campus advertising a Blind Melon concert. Now correct me if I'm wrong, but A. I thought they broke up forever ago, when B. the lead singer died in the mid 90s. So. Um. What?
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