rainstorm.

I want to leave work so badly right now, it's unbelievable.

On a happier--well at least, different, note, I registered for classes yesterday afternoon. Next semester I have:
-Contemporary Latin America
-Shakespeare Plays
-Historiography
-Western Studies II
Yeah. I'm not that excited either. Although I do want to take Shakespeare Plays. I'm fighting the urge to replace Contemporary Latin America with Major Authors: Chaucer. As I type this, I'm feeling like that would be a better and better idea, especially because I know the professor and have her now, and Contemporary Latin America is TBA...and we're done here.

I feel like I'm living in Roswell (the show, not the town/city) at this point, something I don't find to be a bad thing. Except that I have all these annoying responsibilities that get in the way of my damn TV watching. Or, as I prefer to call it, my "pop culture studies" (the entire point of Under the Bed University) (As soon as that gets up and running, I am golden). That, and a desperate desire to have cool alien powers.

I've wanted it to be the weekend since Sunday night. I have a ton of work to do (hello, this is my life) but on Friday we have the Brand New concert and K and M are visiting, so at least I have something to look forward to other than work. And, of course watch Roswell.