Grr, blast it all.

Writing Sosc papers is hard! So is getting up when you want to. And forgetting to reset your alarm is evil. Now, I should get back to writing because I've got another 4 pages to finish before 4:00. GRRR!!

Best. Ever.

Ok, so sometimes riding the bus does have its merits. Like tonight... I heard the best ridiculously dorky joke I have heard in a long time, possibly the best dorky joke I have heard. So here goes...

A C, E-flat, and G walk into a bar, and the bartender says "Sorry, we don't serve minors." So the E-flat leaves and the C and G have an open fifth between them.

I probably mangled it a bit, as did the guy who was telling it... and you have to be a music dork to get it but... yay! So thoroughly dorky!