Living On a Prayer
I'm getting chubby, my face breaking out, and I've been rotating the same three pairs of elastic waist stretchy pants every day.

Yup, finals is here.

I've pretty much been living at the library since Thanksgiving. I'm estimating that for every hour I get work done, I spend a bajillion goofing off. But, I've gotten through two (I'm halfway there!) and now I have a final and the dread paper of death and then I'm done. Woooo.

Ho Ho Ho No Mo
Christmas is almost here! I've done zero shopping and have zero money. And I have zero Christmas spirit. However, I think that's symptomatic of being an embittered student. As soon as finals are over I'll have Christmas spirit coming outta my frakkin ears.

The Future of America
Last weekend at school there was a high school debate tournament. Despite the parking problems this created, I found the whole thing incredibly amusing. There were loads of adolescent kids walking around in ill fitted suits, with their gawkiness and pimples and emo haircuts and parents hanging around. I would say 75 percent of the kids were Indian or Chinese/Korean. I guess if you're not good at math, science or badminton, you debate nowadays.

Clear Eyes, Full Hearts, Can't Lose. Repeat.
Speaking of nerds, last Wednesday after my final I sat in front of my computer and watched 7 episodes of my new favorite show FridayNightLights. Seriously. Best. Show. Ever. It combines two of my favorite things- sports and teen drama. KyleChandler is awesome, the football scenes are exciting, and the plot just sucks you in. But my favorite favorite part of the show is the blossoming romance between coach's daughter Julie and backup quarterback MattSaracen, the most awkward, endearing kid ever. Also, Saracen is played by NU alum ('04) ZachGilford, so go Cats. Seriously, watch this show. NBC put all the episodes online: http://www.nbc.com/Friday_Night_Lights/

The cast of the best show ever.















The cast of the best family ever. Better known as mom, brother, sisters, in laws, cousins, and baby, hanging out during Thanksgiving.















Peace out. Next time I write, hopefully I'll be done and drunk as a skunk.