Good morning y'all. This is my frustrated face...
I've had a bit of a gnarly weekend; not all terrible, just a bit hectic and stressful. It started on Friday morning as I got back my first Developmental Biology midterm. Honestly, I didn't realize I could do that poorly on a test...ever. Funny how I was fairly confident in my abilities during and after the exam. Oh well. The only thing to do about it now I suppose is buckle down even more, study, and such. No more hours of WoW, Spider Solitaire, or Pabst.
On second thought, Pabst can stay.
The rest of the weekend went by not too terribly. Friday night was work at Carino's, as all Friday nights are. Who would want to go on a lovely downtown art walk when you could wait tables at a chain Italian restaurant? Crazy hippies, that's who. Probably the type that wear brown corduroy pants. In any case, the night went well financially, so I went to dance at the Union Hall after an invite from Kaity. I got through one drink and 10 minutes before the tired kicked in, so I went home, fed my cat (who was a bit annoyed at my continued prolonged absence), and promptly passed out.
Saturday was the lunch shift; less lucrative than Friday evening, but still nice. Afterwards I headed to Dan's place for a little unwinding. After a while, I got a call from Sid, who's visiting Missoula for a spell before he gets deployed to Iraq. I hung out with him for a while, ordered a pizza (and consumed most of it), said goodbye, went to Kaity's place, and promptly passed out.
Sid leaving really worries me. I understand that soldiers in Iraq have lower death rates than college students sateside. However, that doesn't change the fact that my crazy, fun-loving friend is going to be shot at by people who have every intention of killing him. I'm afraid that when he comes back, he won't be Sid anymore. I'm afraid that he won't come back at all.
On Sunday, I went for a drive in a possible "new" car. A 2003 Forrester would definately be a ginormous improvement over my old pile of a Chevy. I went South through the Bitterroot valley, watching patches of snowstorms and fog roll through the granite canyons. Kaity read Sabriel as I got aquainted with the car and the area...all in all, a nice sunday drive. I thought all was well, until of course got home and my computer wouldn't stop freezing. I had to download some new antivirus software, which is a pain when your computer doesn't really work. O well, at least those 15 viruses are gone now (holy crap).
This morning, I remembered a meeting I should have attended on Friday, but didn't because I was too distracted by my poor test score. First thing, before it was even alarm time. I couldn't get back to sleep. Thank God for coffee. Oh yeah, and it's ridiculously cold outside. AARG.
This is my frustrated face.
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