Morning Initiative of 3-24-6

I was about to write an entry when I realized I haven’t eaten, and I’m still in my bathrobe. Let me put some hot water on, put some clothes on, and return with oatmeal.

There. Dressed. Water’s on.

I noticed my socks mismatch. Oh, I did that intentionally. I can so rarely do it, given the dominance of White Power amongst my socks.

At least, I like it.

Yesterday went okay. Completed spanish homework with time to spare. I gave myself three distractions to parse up the time: Water, Food, and Urination. It was close enough to some normal conception of “lunchtime” anyway, so I ate. I’m always hungry after my first class anyway, so I figured I’d prevent that.

There, oatmeal. That liter of water I had when I got up an hour ago should be kicking in soon. *giggles*

My sister’s supposedly here for the weekend. Though, fat chance I’ll see much of her. I wonder where we’ll end up going out to eat tonight. I’ll get out of here within the next hour, stop by the post office and mail something. Relax before class, class, go work out, diner, then come back here. Reset, then I have an eye appointment at 2:45. The new glasses are the prescription prescribed. But, they aren’t right. Right now, if I’m looking at something far away, it’s fuzzy. Okay, fine. With those new glasses, not only are they fuzzy, but it’s like there’s a slightly double-vision that I can’t reconcile. It’s really annoying.

..Speaking of annoying. *snickers* My dad slurps his tea. Now this is just a little thing I’ve tried to get over. But you try living with someone that slurps his tea every time he has tea. On a daily basis. It’ll make you want to stab the person. What’s funny is how my dad does his tea. I like really letting the tea .. seep? Is that the word? He’ll give the teabag a half-dunk, and will be mostly sipping hot water. *cocks head*

Oh.

I checked to see if Bruce had approved the interests I’d submitted. That’s right, there’s now a Bertrand Russell interest. I can’t be the only one who likes Bernie.

Oh, and by browsing recent additions, I found the other one I submitted. Pinochle.

Oops, I just added whole bunch to my interests? I don’t like having an interest list so long that nobody reads it. But. Seeing as how you have to hit up my profile.asp page, odds are nobody’s bothered looking at it anyway.

…I need to visit the Little Timmy’s Room. Excuse me.