Bad Ass.

Today I fell on my ass in a big way. My whole right cheek is purple. It's really very sad.

I don't understand how it can be so warm (by "so warm" I mean in the low 30s -- dammit) and yet there is SO much ice on the ground. Seriously, it's like an ice skating rink outside. And the porch steps are lethal. I (and my ass) are not happy right now.

Speaking of asses: check out the streaker ice sculpture at Carleton College if you are Drew. The ass on that thing is modeled after our very own Jamie. Jamie's ass won his group second place. Go team.

Classes continue to be fine. I realized that while this should be a relatively easy semester academically, it's going to suck activitywise. We had our Selection Committee scheduling meeting Thursday night and I now have meetings from 11-2am every school night except for Wednesdays which is from 12-3am. There are even some lovely days where I will be in selection committee for, like, 6 hours. Boy howdy am I looking forward to those!

Also, the first deadline passed with only three of twenty-four completed spreads -- those being mine of course. Right about now I loathe Jason for making me editor. I'm so bad at making people do their work. How am I supposed to tell people to be responsible when I am a total mess. Did you know that I slept through TWO meetings this morning when I forgot to turn on my alarm and slept 'til 10? I made it to the third one though. Who on earth made me a teacher??