Today, in an unusual fit of productivity, I decided to do my laundry. I was also running out of clean clothes, but that's beside the point.
Anywho, I hauled myself and all my clothes over to the Village Center in order to use the washers therein. Unfortunately, they were all full.
"Nevermind," I said to myself, "I can drive up to the Trinity laundry room and do my laundry there."
And so I did. Me and my little red car hauled my laundry basket up the road, because I was too lazy to walk. I was also too lazy to find a pair of socks and some shoes. They didn't seem important until I realized that the change machine in Trinity was empty. Not that I noticed this until I looked up from where I was patiently trying to feed it a $1 bill and saw the little red light on, of course.
And so I dashed over to Gilbert Hall, to steal quarters from the change machine there. Which actually had quarters, I might add. It never had quarters when I actually lived in Gilbert Hall, but it has quarters now that I live down in the apartments. I only got about six strange looks from people sitting in the lobby for running around barefoot in 40-degree weather.
This is where I would insert my woeful tale of being forced to walk barefoot to school, through 4-foot snowdrifts, uphill both ways, but I was homeschooled. As a result, I usually wandered downstairs around 8, ate a leisurely breakfast, and curled up in the recliner to do my work. Unfortunately, this story doesn't produce as much sympathy in the audience.
But back to the adventure. I finally had my quarters, and I returned to Trinity in a victorious state of mind. And thus I finished my laundry.
And I also saw a funny X-Files episode involving a man who turned invisible, got run over by a semi, and wasn't found until a biker flipped over his body a day later.
Time for another semi-annual update on Ardith's life.
Yup. Still alive.
Anywho, I had a lovely uneventful drive down to Texas, where it promptly became 70-degree weather. As I had only succeeded in digging my car out of the foot of snow in our driveway two days previously, I was slighly disturbed. Then I chalked it up to the fact that Texas is weird, and felt better immediately.
I've been to nearly all my classes at least once now. So I shall give short and insightful summaries of my initial impressions:
Microcomputer Design: It will most likely take over my life later this semester. I must make an effort to get my recreational reading for the semester done immediately.
Program Translation: Shouldn't be too much trouble. And Eclipse is probably going to be my new best friend. It gets bonus points for being free and having both Linux and Windows versions.
Karate: My initial impression is that I need to be doing more situps.
Into to Political Science: Should be fun. Also not too much work. No major papers or anything, just reasonably interesting homework.
Historical Books: This class does have a major paper. Fortunately I have a library card for the Longview Public Library. But other than that, I'm not too worried.
In fact, this may turn out to be one of my easier semesters. And now that I've said this, I'll be swamped with homework for weeks.
Now, for your further entertainment:
I would just like to point out that this particular judge ruled a true statement, not denied by any scientist that I know of, unconstitutional.
I think I'm going to go have my own private Constitutional Crisis now.
I present to you:
See, I was waiting around for my laundry to get done, and there was nothing on television. Except for a half-hour infomercial for this gem, of course. Which has each verse of the Bible assigned a subject, and then has a 'Bible arranged by subject' section at the back. With the verses printed out, so you don't have to look them up. And inadvertantly losing all context whatsoever.
It's kind of funny. Almost.
All I could think about was: "What happens if there are two subjects in one verse?" But no, silly Ardith, each verse in the Bible has one distinct subject which it can be filed under.
Or at least I think it's snowing outside. I'd give you all a report on the drift height, but the odd thing about it being dark is that you can't see. Something to do with the lack of light. But if we imagine there's lots of snow on the ground, we're probably right. In fact, we could probably safely imagine that we're snowed in right about now.
See, this is supposed to be our "once-in-a-decade" storm. Or something. I'm predicting the roads will be drifted shut for quite a while tomorrow.
Luckily, I don't have to go anywhere. XD
Last night we finished the last bit of our grand movie-watching experiment. We were trying to see if we could watch all three LOTR Extended Edition releases, the three original Star Wars DVDs, and all of Pride and Predjudice in one Christmas Break. I am pleased to report that the experiment was completed successfully. We also managed to fit in Fiddler on the Roof. I was quite pleased.
On Monday, Sharon and I had eyedoctor appointments. So we drug Kendra along and turned it into a long shopping day. I got a few clothes, and lots of books.
About 15-20 used books, actually. All for $3 or less. Mostly less. Again, I was quite pleased.
And since people are probably wondering by now, I'm starting back to school on Saturday. Spend the night in Tulsa with my aunt, and that puts me back on campus sometime Sunday; late morning or early afternoonish. Depends on when I get out of bed. And then it's back to the old grind, for the last semester of my college career.
It's very icy outside. I don't know how long we've had freezing rain today, but it's still spitting out there, and there's a nice little layer of ice over everything. I discovered this while going to to the car to get my flashlight that actually works. Unlike most of the rest of the flashlights in this house.
See, in order to celebrate the New Year, I thought I'd rummage around in the attic and see if I could find the 20 or so books I left here when I traipsed off to college. And find them I did. Along with my mom's old college yearbooks, a small mountain of old computer magazines (brought out when we moved from Indiana), an unopened box of old issues of Speaker Builder (also lugged out when we moved from Indiana), various horn parts, various electronics parts, and boxes and boxes of various computer parts. Including the Tandy Color TRS-80 I cut my programming teeth on.
Having braved the cold and dark of the attic with my trusty flashlight and my winter coat, I brought down my book boxes. If you're wondering how 20 books fill more than one box, they were very small boxes. I also brought down my highschool diploma. I'd wondered where that'd got to...
It's always fun to look through boxes of books that you forgot you had. And these were no exception. Amongst the Tom Swift books I found a copy of Stowaway to the Mushroom Planet. Must get the others in the series. Also Alfred Hitchcock and the Three Investigators in The Mystery of the Stuttering Parrot, and The Wind in the Willows. And last, but definitely not least, Andy Buckram's Tin Men by Carol Ryrie Brink.
And so another year begins. With books.