evilhippo | Nothing a little paint won't fix...

I really wish my roomie would've left her camera around today... Between doing certain people's history projects (A-hem) and working on my actual projects for real school, I walked out to the lake. I made the mistake of wearing real shoes and a jacket, but I fixed that when I walked to campus at 3:30. Abso-freaking-lutely beautiful day. Just put some leaves on the trees, and I'd be happy with this for the rest of the year. Really, it never has to go much above 60 for me (except once in awhile, so I can swim). I felt sort of silly being one of about five people out and about in only a t-shirt, but I imagine a lot of the people still bundled up are those silly people from warmer climates. I mean, heck,

becada422 still has to deal with freezing temperatures. I should enjoy this before it decides to snow again on Wednesday. And then it's going to be miserable, because all of a sudden cold will feel colder. It always works that way in the spring, though. I should just be happy that it's ninth week now. Three more freakin' weeks. Then I'm done with this quarter forever. I'll temporarily forget that there's another one after this.

So, aside from walking around and enjoying the weather, today I have accomplished nothing. Of course, I won't be going to bed until 1, so I've got quite a while still to get things done. And they will get done, because I'm in a good mood right now. I sat down and on a whim decided to mix a CD. Right now, I think the most under-appreciated Windows programm is the tiny little Sound Recorder, that has been awesome since dear old "Pigeon" (there's a name I haven't used for her in a long time) and I discovered that we could record ourselves saying weird things and then play them backwards. Anyway, today it was great for chopping off the ends of songs that go into "hidden" tracks so I could burn them onto the CD without having 20 minutes of silence afterwards. Of course, this involved a lot more screwing around with files than was strictly necessary, but I'm a perfectionist, and I'm really happy with the CD I've come up with. In my mind, it's all the same colour, which is nothing I really quite accomplished with my other mix CDs. Ok, so for some reason I classify my music by colour in my mind. I don't know why I do that, but for some reason all my CDs get lumped into a certain colour, and more often than not they get a season, too. Or a situation. For example, Keep It Together is a total autumn CD. Everything to Everyone is for train rides. Anything by Soul Coughing, especially Ruby Vroom, is Cleveland at night, or a city in general. Gordon, more often than not, ends up being road trips with my dad. BOAPS is early summer, by the lake. Thornhill is an absolute start-of-school CD. Most of my Moxy Fruvous CDs, in fact, are late summer. And for some bizarre reason, Filter has become associated with this one trip to Lake Erie with my mom and her friend from Kentucky.

1) Our Lady Peace - Stealing Babies
2) Guster - Keep it Together
3) BNL - Celebrity
4) SmashMouth - Force Field
5) Eve6 - Bang
6) Guster - Backyard
7) Our Lady Peace - Carnival
8) Incubus - Wish You Were Here
9) OKGo - 1,000 Miles an Hour
10) the Postal Service - Sleeping In
11) Guster - Come Downstairs and Say Hello
12) Deathcab for Cutie - Champagne from a Paper Cup
13) Our Lady Peace - the Wonderful Future
14) Soul Coughing - Idiot Kings
15) BNL - Aluminum
16) Filter - Miss Blue
17) the Postal Service - Natural Anthem

My little practice for drama went well. But I realize now that I'm going to have a tough time writing my paper for Hum tomorrow night, so I'd better get at least a page done today. As long as I've got a decent start on it, I know I'm capable of finishing it within a reasonable amount of time. It's just forcing myself to actually start it when I don't technically need to that's the hard part. And I must remember to read that assignment for drama tomorrow, because it's in our instructor's mailbox and I know I'm going to forget it. Of course, once again it's not like I ever really participate, so it doesn't matter a whole lot. It's just... nice to know I've actually done the reading, and am therefore a better student than some other people here maybe. It's all psychological.

Goshdarnit, I am always still hungry after I eat at the dining hall. Tonight I had a big salad and pizza. That is dinner! Gah! It's not my fault they're not serving anything appetizing. I swear, sometimes the food is engineered to have like, zero nutritional value. And, now for a bit of levity... this is what was randomly left in my paste for today:

"And, ladies in gentlmen, in the left corner we have the fascist of all fascists, the Italian invader, the man who helped Hitler conquer France... threatening to attack and annex anyone who comes his way... it's MUSSOLINI!"