I want my books, damnit. I'm already behind in my homework. Mean people, not sending me my books. Make me go and get them myself. Don't they know how lazy I am? This is cruel, that's what this is.

On the upside, my packages for YCC (All eight of them) containing all the supplies for the next ten weeks are in. I am giddy. Boxes, oh how I love them.

I was tired enough when I woke up that somehow this morning as I was getting dressed I forgot a very important artical of clothing. No, I won't tell you what it was, and no, it wasn't my pants. I'm tired, not completely brainless. I think maybe an afternoon nap will be in order. Just as soon as the depression for plunking down a half a grand on books sets in.