mmm.... sickness.

my sinuses hurt to the point where i can't sleep. and the weird noises coming from the room above me don't help. i think somebody just died up there.

sculpture is still frustrating. the teacher is bizarre to the extreme, and i'm not sure that plaster dust is the best thing to be inhaling for hours on end. and art history.... bah. what a joke. i've taken to writing a list of questions during each lecture, and emailing them to the professor after class. her standard response? "i'll have to look into that, and get back to you."

most excellent. i do so love required classes. it's like flushing money down the toilet, but with flair.

Meagan is coming to visit! i'm quite excited. she'll be in town for the "Vagina Monologues" (in which Jessie is participating), and we'll get to go dancing, and she can be reminded of why she needs to come back to school. i've missed her this year.

my smoking cessation class starts tomorrow today. makes me nervous, it does. i know it's a good step towards a healthy immune system and overall longevity, but... i don't know. it's just scary.

i should get to sleep before the hydrocodone wears off. the nurse practitioner at the health center gave it to me for my cough, instead of antibiotics like i need. useless. i need to make an appointment to see the lady who actually knows my medical history.

weird... i'm getting an instant message from someone who's using a friend's account, and they want me to come downstairs and help with something. adios