Here are some of the various fortunes I've collected over the past year:

1. Good things come in invisible packages. You will be delighted.

2. Do not let others take advantage of you.

3. Your sly nature will get you out of a tight spot.

4. The time is right to make new friends.

5. You will be traveling to distant lands for business purposes.

6. The quickest way to lose a friend is to lend him money. Be cautious.

7. You are headed in the right direction. Trust your instincts.

8. You soon will be involved in a social activity.

9. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

10. You have a basic need for solitude some of the time.

11. Taking a chance at something new in the near future will pay off.

12. You will soon have an opportunity to advance your career.

13. You have so much to be thankful for.

14. You possess a rare beauty. Use it to your advantage.

15. Your mind is always active and gathering information from many sources.

OH MY GOD HOUSE IS ON FOR FOUR HOURS ON MONDAY!!!!

I am going to seriously regret watching them on Tuesday morning while I learn about double integrals in 3D space. Oh joy. BUT THERE IS HOUSE.

The best part is that House has to "tell" Wilson something, and we all know what that is. I, regrettably, was so excited about this "telling" that I TOLD MY ROOMMATE that House is obviously going to tell Wilson he's in love with him and make everyone's day.

Whoops.

That was more than she EVER needed to know about ANYTHING! Schrist.

Also, after devoting roughly 27 hours to the EPIC Star Wars movies during the last three weekends, I have come to two conclusions:
1. I FUCKING LOVE EWAN MCGREGOR
2. Hayden Christensen is also pretty hot in ROTS, and thus great hotness ensues and results in much fan-girlish fanning, because OH MY GOD IT IS SO THERE!

ARG! So, I should be able to go home tomorrow because I am skipping FYS/don't have Bio/I never go to calc lab on Friday. Right? HOW WRONG I WAS. I came back from my atrocious calc test regarding sequences and series to find this horrible email stating: "On class on Thursday, you'll find out if you MUST attend lab on Friday". I interpret this to mean "If you sucked ass on the test you can attempt to save your sorry ass by doing eighty bajillion problems during lab for 'extra credit'". Now I have several reasons to think that I will be attending this unfortunate lab day, despite my amazing math genius:

-- I completely forgot that sequences were even on the test, thus no studying them

-- Speaking of studying, I didn't. Well only for 45 minutes, because I had a huge paper due the same day

-- I can't find the sum of a series. I never have, I'm pretty sure I never will, regardless of if the series is infinite or finite. Unless it is e^x, because I know what that series/expansion looks like

-- The test totally didn't have the hard series' and such, rendering my knowledge and understanding of all things incredibly useless, well, useless

-- There was a massive amount of simple series, that I FAIL at

-- Despite the fact that there was extra credit ("If you could have any vehicle, what would it be?" I was sorely tempted to say "canoe" but I figured that I should put something with an engine, because if there is a way to fuck up that question, I'd find it), and that I'm 99% sure I solved the MacLauren Series correctly, there is no way that will make up for the infinite amount of points I surely lost.

Thus I am very sad. I was supposed to go home tomorrow, and most likely, I won't. No tranny fierceness for me.

Need Wilson huggles, now.

Ron Paul is one creepy motherfucker. When we had to watch the Republican debate on Wed. last week, all I could think about was that Ron Paul reminded me of this guy, not the really cool part, the creepy, absurd part:

So this week has quite possibly been the suckiest week ever. And then Heath Ledger died. Major angst. I am only just now recovered from it enough to talk about it. So the ( weekly updates: )
Good news:
- Got some excellent dresses from Express for what should have been $250 for $33. All are v.cute.
- Understood math homework.
- Still am a math major despite the total of 14 hours of math in one week.
- Watched Ten Things I Hate About You for the first time and found that I love Heath Ledger with dark hair, though I died a little inside watching it.

Today, Martin (FYS teacher) was going over the grounds for annulment (again), and since I was sitting closest to the front he picked me to use as an example: he went over to me, pretending he had a gun to my head and was all "I'll KILL you if you don't marry my son!" Which was funny for several reasons:
1. I am NEVER getting married. metalspork13 and I cannot get married in the US, unfortunately. If we could, I would reconsider.
2. I'm not Catholic, anymore, so why would I care about annulments?
3. Martin is gay, and does not - will not ever - have any children.
Good times.

There is something sexy about men with two last names. Anderson Cooper is my new favorite man; he is absolutely fabulous, and the only way I can make it through all the Republican debates I have to watch for FYS. So pretty. And the candidates are SO stupid, always ignoring his firm "Senator, TIME!!!" and keep talking about stuff that no one cares about. You hear that Mitt Romney? No. One. Cares. You might be reminiscent of George Clooney, but that doesn't mean that you are in any way a decent person for president. Just because you are really good looking doesn't mean you are intelligent, honestly, people.

So, I decided to see how much I've learned this semester, and this is what I came up with: I really don't understand chemistry. That is it. Oh, also finding my undying passion for dead poets, but that doesn't really count, seeing as they're dead.

So chilly. We've had negative wind chills for the last two and a half weeks. V. unpleasant.

Real people LIST update: Adam Pascal, Harry Lloyd, Anderson Cooper, Brad Pitt--

And now This. All those damn PETA people trying to get me to stop eating meat. Honestly.

Right, well, the BBC series Robin Hood completes my soul. Totally. There's like two women and hordes of men in it which is an automatic plus... so many ways to slash... Alas, that my OTP is ruined by the second season episode five, which I unknowingly stumbled upon spoilers for in my rabid quest for ficage. WHY MUST THEY RUIN THIS FOR ME?!?!?!? Why can't I have a pairing that actually *exists* for once? I mean really.

So I'm supposed to be working on a paper for FYS entitled "Why I want to be a monk", which is ironic, because I think that is the last thing on the list, preceded by pedophile, sociopath, and elementary school teacher. I find it really funny that I'm listening to Metallica at the same time...

Roommate got a fish! We have a blue betta now, Bond. I'm going to get a clown fish sometime, I think, if it is worth the effort. My fish will be named James. And not because of James Bond. That would be lame. James Potter, totally.