I talked to the dude at Expressions today aaaaaand they're ordering Starbuzz and Al Fakher! No idea when it'll get there, but they finally took the initiative, and that's what counts. Good job, college head shop! Having never ordered Starbuzz because it's too damn expensive online, I'm excited.

Also, Al Waha's After Nine is my new favorite cheap shisha. Smoke was a little wimpy at first, but I think that was a matter of the coals I'd been using not having been hot enough. Not having a stove with coils sucks. The side-dish part of the grill is my alternative, but that still takes forEVER, and if I use a small coal I have to hold the damn thing with tongs. It normally ends with me getting impatient and just waiting for the coal to burn through on its own for a while.

I finally got a new nose stud, which was my primary reason for going into town. I'm tired of using bend-your-own varieties (I always end up bending it too loose or too tight), and my piercing isn't big enough to handle anything besides practically the smallest gauge. Also, my nose in general is just too small for most twist varities (thank god it's catching up with the rest of my face), but I finally found one that worked... I just had to press through a bit of scar tissue to get it in right. That was left over from when I was an idiot and took my original piercing out for the first time over a sink with an open drain, then had to wait a couple of days to get a new stud (at which point the freshish piercing had started healing), and I had to re-pierce the new tissue. That was gross. Messing with piercings is gross. They're fun to have, but not fun to mess with. Remember that.

Anyway, then I washed my hands, cause boogers are gross too.

Bonus: A fair bit of off-brand shisha and two studs came out to just $22! Not having money is an adventure.


Finally, I just found out the new medication I JUST started taking for my insomnia is one of the misbranded drugs Pfizer is getting sued for. Which is fine, because I take atypical antipsychotics purely because of their sedation side effects -- I guess if I had schziophrenia, though, I'd be pissed at Pfizer right now. Benzos and nonbenzos have absolutely no effect on me... which is okay, I guess, since I don't really like getting addicted to pills or hallucinating or sleepwalking. If you can name a drug normally used to treat insomnia, I've taken it, and they were all shit. Lunesta gave me this gross taste in my mouth, too. Basically, I would suck hardcore at being a recreational drug user.

Ooookay, I think this entry is long enough for talking about nothing.

In my last Spring semester at Carolina, I led a three-day revolution which bucked the Daily Tarheel's trend of YWC fluff pieces, bringing level-headed critics out of the woodwork to explain how absurd this is. If I have done nothing else to advance society, I've at least accomplished this.

Okay. One class, four exams, two papers, one project. Then fake graduation. Then a semester of summer school. Then another semester of summer school. Then a fall semester.
THEN I GRADUATE FOR REAL!
THEN I GET A DOG!
THEN I GET A JOB OH GOD I HOPE!
THEN I GET MARRIED!

I'm hoping I'll see a horizon soon for this whole being-done-with-college thing. Granted, I technically have a semester and a half left to find some sort of glee and nostalgia, but I'm pretty ready to be done with this. I'll miss the occasionally raucous parties, some small sense of community, and being on that beautiful campus -- but it's nice to be pretty sure I have more things to look forward to than things I'll miss.

WOOT

MAN I love living in a complex so close to Duke. I had to grab my cell phone from my car and just saw a three-car caravan of undergrads file back in, rubbing off their paint, and then stopping to stare at my Ellington jersey. <3 <3 <3

4-0 in Cameron, man. 4-0. Best time to be a senior at UNC!

2/3 classes got cancelled -- which is good, because after looking outside and deciding I was going to watch the inauguration instead of going to my first class, I eventually decided I shouldn't go out at all. I've also just lost my last contact, yaaaay.

I e-mailed the professor for my 5:00-6:15 class and basically told her that black ice was not my friend... so I'm staying holed away in the bedroom with the space heater today.


BTW, <3 #44!!!

Watching that helicopter fly away with George and Laura Bush made me giddy. It was like it was taking them to another planet...

2-4 inches of snow, cross your fingers

I'm hoping that because tomorrow is also an INCREDIBLY HISTORIC PRESIDENTIAL INAUGURATION maybe, MAYBE that might be enough for UNC to say -- "okay, there are enough compounding factors here to cancel class..."

But that's incredibly unlikely.

We had a light ice storm at the end of my first semester at UNC, and Alyssa and I had to hold on to each other to keep from slipping on the sidewalk and breaking our backs on the way to our exams one day. It was pretty much the closest I've ever come to actually ice-skating.

Ehhh. Reading time.

um yeah so i have to like sprint across cameron ave. to get between my 2:00 and 3:30 classes. i'm not sure it's possible. we'll find out. maybe not today, depending on how my phil/ed professor feels about letting us out early.

ehhhhhhh i hate campus sometimes.

i think it has something to do with (what i perceive to be) a majority of the student population -- who still seem like they're stuck in high school and never ever coming out. it's frustrating. i hoped it wouldn't feel like this by my senior year. sometimes i wonder if northwood just wasn't cliquey enough, because as much as i hate to admit it, i kind of miss it. i find that the people i like most in college are the ones who are initially quiet, the ones who are really genuinely here to learn and are really interested in what they're learning, the ones who don't walk into a room on the first day of class and have twelve people say "OH HEY!!!!!!"


... I miss being one of the smart kids.

i voted and jake is here and it takes me 90 minutes to get to my parents' house and back now and i am tireddddddddddddd

oh also i wrote in my dad. so if you live in chatham county, and for any reason you don't care who wins that position, and you know my last name, for the soil & water conservation position (the last position on the ballot), write in "M. Travis [my last name]"

if he gets more than one vote he gets in the paper, and i think that would be hilarious.

Oh, also, today, a nice little old black man I didn't know kissed me in the parking lot behind Spanky's.


I texted this to Mark immediately after it happened. He asked how this happened. I said it was a long story, but the guy had a cool hat. Mark's response was something along the lines of, "You should have told me earlier; I would have bought more hats."

I grinned like an idiot while I was walking towards South Building. Like, around people. As if I had a brain problem.


But yeah, it's a long story.

IT IS FRIEDAY
I IS ARE DONE WITH HOEMWORK
EXCEPT I THINK I MAY HAEV SUMTHIN DOO ON MONDAY
WHO CARES
WEEKEND AHOY
HURRICANE PARTIES

who am i kidding. i'm probably going to write a script that runs latin flashcards on my iphone.
also i forgot to bring my wallet today, and now i have to pay chapel hill like $10 for parking. que ridículo.

UGH.