I'm currently sitting in a computer lab at school with a keyboard that makes a hell of a lot of noise when I type on it, and the idea that I had to come here and write an update is going to be quite a noisy decision indeed. I worry that people will come up to me and tell me that I should stop typing because it's distracting their studies, or whatever, but hey, there was a free computer and I'm allowed to be here, so tough. Regardless, I realize I didn't post an entry last night, but I was really tired after I got home from school and decided that I just wanted to go to bed. I woke up again at around nine and spent a couple hours "rallying the troops" and basically just talking with a bunch of people over MSN, and that kept me pretty busy until a little after midnight, at which point in time I was, once again, too tired to blog, so I just went back to bed. Yes, I realize I sleep a lot, but that's what I do these days.
I probably shouldn't be sleeping as much as I am because I'm really having frighteningly vivid dreams and they're starting to get pretty crazy... I don't really remember exactly what happened last night, but there was this one scene that took place in the Market Mall Safeway, which I think I'll recount to you all.
So, for whatever reason, I was up at Market Mall and I needed to go to the Safeway there, and Steph was around for a little while. Eventually she ran off to do her own thing, and I figured that I needed some stuff to eat because I was pretty hungry. I went to the little bakery/butchery nook and found some crackers and some cheese and some other wafers of some unidentifyable sort. They only seemed to have brands that I wasn't familiar with, and I was really kind of suspicious of the whole thing. I then saw a slice of cervelat salami laying around and ate it and decided that I really wanted to get some cervelat to go with my bread and cheese. So I waited in the line and I grabbed a loaf of Co-op brand bread, which I promptly put back in favour of some miniature loafs of french bread that I had a bearded man throw to me from the back of the line. When I finally got to the front, I asked for some cervelat but the guy behind the counter said they didn't have any left. Apparently they had cervelat and turkey salami and they were both on sale, and they were the only salamis they had. I was really disappointed by that, and the guy could see that, so he offered me a slice of the turkey salami to try it out. As I was eating it, he told me that it was a wonderful combination of egg-salad and head-cheese, and I was completely disgusted by the whole thing and almost threw up.
Then I saw that there was, in fact, a lump of cervelat in the display window beside the turkey salami, so I asked him why he couldn't just sell me some of that. Well, it was a three day sale, I guess, so they'd already sold their quota of cervelat for the day and couldn't afford to sell anymore. It was then that I discovered a tray of the salami hiding under some bread, and it was all sliced up and everything, but one of the pieces was rusty brown. I grabbed the plate and showed it to him and he said that that was the pre-cut trimmings and he didn't think they still had it. He said that I could buy it if I wanted. I told him that I wanted a hundred grams, and he told me that the rules said that I had to take the whole pile, which he weighed in a frying pan and proclaimed it to be three hundred grams. I was really sad about that because it ended up costing fifteen dollars and I started crying because I couldn't afford that much. He told me that he'd see what he could do to lower the weight, and he proceeded to turn the frying pan on. Sure enough, he started boiling off some of the extra water and then suddenly it turned into bacon and I grabbed it and went to the kitchen to eat it.
The end.
That was the most congruous of my dreams last night. One of them involved a heap of chocolate bars in Blockbuster for twenty cents each, and another one of them involved my little cousin refusing to put on her seatbelt so we had to block traffic and make cars honk at us. Eventually I got fed up and grabbed her and put her on the sidewalk and told her she could just walk to gramma's house and be there in a week if she wanted. She started crying so she got back in the truck and put on her seatbelt. I'm really kind of getting a little tired of all these nutty dreams, but I suppose it beats being awake.
Well, getting onto the actual plot of my past two days, I suppose...
Yesterday was kind of a waste of time at school. My first class was spent struggling against all odds to keep from falling asleep. It was one of those classes where the prof makes his point in the first two minutes (I'm not kidding here) and then spends the rest of the hour and a half going over the same boring examples in a monotone voice. Then, the next three hours were really pleasant. I met up with Steph in the atrium and chatted with her for a while and then Caitlin showed up. I surprised Cate with the Smashing Pumpkins CD and we chatted (the three of us) for another hour or so until a group of campaigners for the Student's Union elections came in with guitars and terrible singing voices. Then we went to the student center where I bought a pepperoni stuffed bun and a banana chocolate chip muffin and eventually we split up and I headed to my second class of the day.
The second class was slightly less of a waste of time, but not by much, and then I went to my final class. There, we had an hour and a half to work on our German phonetics project in the computer lab, but I'd apparently forgotten my worksheets in the other binder, which was laying on my bedroom floor. The kind prof came and gave me another copy, and I did what I could for a while, then got distracted and just basically stared at the computer screen a while longer. I figure I'll probably just finish it up at home after I'm done here (and maybe after a good nap). So I came home and you know what happened from there.
Today, I woke up and showered and all that and headed to school, and our old German teacher was sitting in to observe class today. It was actually one of the better classes because I actually had an idea of what was going on and our table actually looked over some of the German grammar together and maybe pulled a couple ideas together as a result. Next, there was the syntax class, which was somewhat interesting, but not all that important - as usual. Sadly, Tasnuva wasn't in syntax today so we didn't get to follow through with our plans for after class, but there will be other days. I did what I could on my own, and learned a bit of stuff, but nothing too much. I may have a couple other people signed up for the cause now, though, so that's a good thing - the more the merrier.
Well, the plans now are to go upstairs and bid Mandy farewell until the morrow, hop on the buses and head home, and try my best to get something done for German phonetics tomorrow. If anything particularly interesting happens between now and when I go to bed, I'll give y'all another update.
status.mood(headachy, tired);
status.music(klackety clack, this noisy keyboard);
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