it's ten o'clock in the morning, on october the 24th, if you want to know...

     five points for the person who correctly cites that quote first. man, i'm tiiiiiired. classes are just about driving me nuts, then this afternoon i signed up for another round of it for next semester. it makes me extremely happy, though, that that will be the last time i'll have to do that. at least for a while. i think. so far i'm taking 8 hours (and i hope to stick to that), five of which consist of elementary latin (my course of choice to reach half-time status, thereby avoiding repayment on loans until six months after graduation). the other three are undecided, but i'm currently signed up for a world dramatic lit. course that i'm not too excited about. i have to have a 3000-level, writing intensive course to fulfill graduation requirements, and i don't have too many alternatives. currently thinking about taking an agricultural journalism class (brandon is in the ag school and says they're super easy), but haven't decided. actually, i'll probably go with it, make it an easy semester.

     i'm currently in the throes of helping to plan this year's rcm olympics, which is turning out to be more work than i thought, but fun. organizing people that really don't care or want to be that organized is an interesting task. the fun part, though, is that i get to be in charge of the quiz bowl and help with the scavenger hunt, so, while those are both very time consuming, it's still been a good time. i get to meet with my fellow scavenger schemer tomorrow to come up with crazy things for people to do to humiliate themselves on film. any suggestions?

     my friends are weird.

     well, i need to get ready for work sometime here. starbucks tonight, so it will be a good night. :) lots of homework to do after, though. i hate homework. i'm tired of having to think. it hurts me. and don't ask how the writing is coming. it's not.