www.calapitter.net

So I've developed a lovely cough--it is loud and hoarse and sounds like the bray of a particularly aggravated moose. Which is basically what I am. Except: I did get 3 packages today--one (gingerbread candy bites) was slightly squashed, but two (one of which was chocolate covered cherries, and the other was the second half of Drew's Christmas present) were not. The food items were Finals Week gifts from my parents. That what you get when you don't check your mail 2 weeks before school lets out.

I'm not excited about classes starting back up, but I did buy one more textbook today (Fundamentals of Corporate Finance -- if that doesn't make your heart say WHEEE, I don't know what will) and I looked at the textbook ("Repase y Escriba") for the Spanish class I am hoping to get into (Span 302, with Ballinger).. I swear, if I got in there.. So easy. Which is precisely the kind of class I need, piled on top of classes whose textbooks are titled "Managerial Accounting", "Human Resource Management", and just plain "Macroeconomics". I feel less and less excited about the classes I am taking--Business is such a bummer. But I think about it like this: at least I'll find a job, and that kind of stability will allow me to enjoy my extra-professional life more. If I were, ohhh say, an English major.. I'd have relatively few choices, but as it is, a Business degree is basically equivalent to a paycheck. An MBA, even more so.

Who the heck is hammering in my stairwell?!?!?!? CUT IT OUT.

So I'm thinking about making a new layout based on Yoga. I'm trying not to make it totally ugly, but that is difficult, because my concentration levels are at an all-time low, which means I have to diagram out every little detail and stare into space for extended amounts of time. Lame. Too bad classes start Wednesday--if I had more time, maybe I could come up with something really beautiful and complicated.. but as it is, it's either simple or stick with the same one for another SEMESTER. Argh. Posting would totally cease because I'm REALLY REALLY tired of looking at this neck.