Friday Means Nothing Gets Done

Yes, it's Friday, and as the title of this entry suggests, NOTHING is going to get done today.

I have just blazed through 2 episodes of Doctor Who, the ones I've most wanted to see from this past season. He became a mortal, regular, stupid human just like us. It was fun to watch David Tennant playing that sort of depth-the Doc's human form was a great guy, but freaked out a bit when push came to shove and he had to go back to being his old self.

All in all, it was a wonderfully made pair of episodes, and I found myself shouting, "RUN!" or "OPEN THE STUPID WATCH!" more than once (the watch contained his Doctor-ishness, so he had to open it to become himself again)

Anyway, I have some stuff to finish today and I should get to it after class...maybe. I have Housing stuff to do for next fall, stuff to sell at the CD resale place up by Shopko, and a watchband to turn in because it doesn't fit my watch.

If those three things get done today (and only if I get the damn e-mail saying that Ben has gotten someone to cover that shift he wanted covered,) then I can pretty much lay back and smell nonexistent roses...until I have to get my homework done. ;)

I have class in a half hour and boy, don't I want to go. The teacher's not good at teaching; clearly a smart guy but needs some lessons on how to get his class to behave. And how to teach us. It's a 100 level class but for some reason we're getting stuff taught to us that a 300 level class would teach (chemistry of seawater? Molecule of cloroethylene blah blah blah pollutes the bay with such and such percentages?). :0

This class should be basic: "This is the ocean; it's blue." "This is a fish; this is a shark." "This is the ocean surface. It has waves." That sort of stuff.

Well, I should go do important things like put my shoes on and such stuff. Joy.

Cheers,
Bec