my monthly curse is here and it's worse than it's been in the last few months but at least it's better than the alternative that i thought might have been true and, you know, i'm all for generic brands but when it comes to things like that...something about the brand you know helps ease your mind.

cold, rainy, and a screaming girl landed at my door, hurt, wet, muddy, drunk, hair missing due to chemo she said...chemo but not for cancer, just chemo...and i could hardly understand what was happening but i drove her home, gave her a coat and a towel, and i hope she's going to be ok...

it's spring break -- woot -- which means i get a week to do some of my own shit for a change and that's especially nice after all the fallout from nightmare campus drinkfest 2k5 a few weeks ago. so for break i have a list about 3 pages long of things "to do." yeah, it's completely and overly ambitious but whatever.

i overdid it today at the gym -- i knew i was going to do that one of these days. something about catching a bit of dr. 90210 on tv and watching fat being removed from some woman's legs inspired me to run like hell on the treadmill because it seemed to me a less painful, less gross option than lipo...

back from gdc and i'm groggy but glad to be home, even if i did leave everything in a total mess before i left...

i'm...so....tired. gdc 2005 is coming to an end tomorrow...more when i've had some sleep...

wow. so this is a new one on me. hfg it's march, by the way. so the uni has this unoffical st. patrick's day so that the bars can make money on st. patrick's day, which usually falls over spring break (or at least when the undergrads have started leaving for spring break). i'm a ta for a class that meets on friday afternoon. "unofficials was today, a friday. bars opened at 8am.

ok. so what. i did shit like that when i was their age. the catch was...today was the day that their group projects were due...and i couldn't reschedule it because it's a multisection class and the schedule was set by the lecturer, not me. well, i knew it was coming up, i told my class to please hold off in drinking until after their presentations. and they didn't. and boy...boy, they didn't. 3/4 were completely drunk. they might think that they were able to pull it off, that maybe i wouldn't notice how loud they were talking, the slurred speech, the incoherent statements, the way their eyes glazed over. but they would be wrong. who better to tell than someone who knows all the signs because they've done it themselves? i guess.

oh...if only they hadn't put me into this position...fuck.