archernu

Because it's early and the caffeine from my Red Eye has yet to hit my bloodstream, my journal entry for the day will consist only of my three favorite Gir moments from Invader Zim.

1. "But if the 'splody gets all fast, won't it get all bad?"
2. "Aww... But I wanna watch the scary monkey show."
3. "Can I be a Mongoose-dog?...
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One of my university's registrars called me a liar to my face yesterday -- after his department purged all of my classes from my spring schedule. That was fun. I was vibrating with anger when I left his office. Of course, per my karma, two of the classes were full and normally do not allow petitioned registration; so I was forced to beg the professors....
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Spring Semester looks like this:

- Broadcast Management
- Creative Writing
- Syntax
- Directed Study: My Novel
- Typography I (or anything else that won't ask me to write a single word outside of class...)

And, finishing my screenplay in time to receive credit for the work would be thrilling, too. Fingers crossed.

The following is an exact transcript of my conversation with my building's "concierge" this morning, after returning from winter break in Connecticut:


Archer: Good morning. I was wondering... I've been expecting a package for a while now and it still hasn't showed up. Would you mind checking the mail room?

Concierge: Did you get a package slip in your mailbox?

A: No. (That's why...
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Dear Suicidegirls,

As of this morning I am about a hair's breadth from a complete nervous breakdown. I think I'll disappear for a few days. Please pardon my malady, my absence, and my angst.

Sincerely,
ArcherNU

I love Christmas.

Last minute Christmas shopping is a ritual for me every year. It's also a test of my will...and my patience. Nevertheless, today and tomorrow I will endeavor to do what must be done and venture forth into the Prudential Center, Boston's bastion of commercial ridiculousness.

Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas. Just this morning, in fact, I woke up feeling particularly festive -- albeit...
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I don't have to set foot on campus until 5 January, Christmas is in less than a week, and my birthday follows very soon after. Rock.

Finals are over. I will now be hibernating in CT for the weekend. My plan is to prepare a dog bowl full of water, ala Anne Lamott. Well... juniper water to be precise -- also known as gin. That should do the trick.

Actually, my friend is being deployed to Iraq on Sunday, so I'm going home just to see him. I'm sure gin will...
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I have a date tomorrow with another cute girl. This is the (very) good news. The bad news? Well, I don't know if there is any. She's nineteen and I'm soon to be twenty-three. I'll admit that that's quite odd for me -- as my tastes usually have me chasing older women -- but harmless, I think. I just have to remember not to ask...
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Partaking in yet another all-nighter. Thanks, finals.

I'm taking a break from my exams for a little bit. Mostly it's because I nearly put my fist through the wall yesterday when my After Effects file got corrupted for the third time. Net loss? Twelve hours of work. If not for World of Warcraft I think my desktop would have met the pavement four stories down.

And speaking of WoW, I'm now on...
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