Day of Strange

[whogeek]

So, my day consisted of me and my roomie talking about Leverage and specifically Eliot before actually falling asleep, waking up late, missing my one thursday class on a day where the prof actually took attendance(FUCK!!), eating the second half-a-can of ravioli, going to counseling, fiddling on the computer for a while, watching a Burn Notice marathon, then going shopping at Wal-Mart.  And y'know what I bought?  Well, no, because I haven't told you yet.  Anyways.  6-pack IBC Root Beer, a box of Pop-Tarts(DO NOT JUDGE ME!!), a pack of twizzlers, and deoderant.  Finished shopping just in time to catch the bus back to campus(EPIC TIMING), flopped onto my bed, opened the twizzlers, and turned Burn Notice back on.  Proceded to eat most of a pound of twizzlers essentially for dinner(I feel gross now), then headed to fencing club with another girl on my floor.  At fencing we had elections, and I might be the assistant armorer for next year.  \O/  Fenced a little, then realized my ride left without telling me.  Also found out that, aparently, the prof for my class today was even sketchier than normal, and the class managed to derail her from the notes three times, she had to get something from her office four times, and she was giving notes that we had already taken.  Very strange.  Got a ride back to my dorm with one of the other fencers, watched the last half of the Burn Notice season finale(which made no sense), and set about devouring everything perishable in the dorm room while my roomie packed and handed me food so the room wouldn't stink after Spring Break.

Comments

[jetpack-angel.livejournal.com]

IBC Root Beer, awesome. Pop-Tarts, Breakfast of Champions (and I prefer Cherry myself). Twizzlers, always good. Deodorant is usually a good thing too, and if you don't mind a little pricey, that Degree "Delicious Bliss" scent is something that I like so much, I could honestly just sit around and sniff it all day.

As far as the BN finale... basically, in order to burn Michael, Carla transferred some of Simon's resume over to Michael's and that's what got him kicked out of the good-boy club. When Management came to town, he made a rookie mistake by picking the only obvious place to land for a good distance and that's what helped Simon find him. In the end, Simon got hauled off to Gitmo and Michael woke up in a strange, fancy room which was not Gitmo, so we might assume he's getting back in the game.

[whogeek.livejournal.com]

Of course IBC Root Beer is awesome. How can it not be? I like the chocolate fudge Pop-Taarts. Twizzlers are all well and good, but to eat most of a pound before going to do fairly intense physical activity is not generally a good idea.

Ooooh. Although, it annoys me that Carla is a bitch, because that's my mom's name, and she's generally very nice. The worst she'll do is write a scathing-and-insulting-without-being-obvious email/letter-to-the-editor/discussion board post. But hmm, I really need to rewatch the whole freaking season online so I can get things straight.... again.